Sun one day, rain the next.
Just when the Blue Corporals, Fragile Forktails, and Citrine Forktails appear, the rain comes, or the temperature drops, or the wind blows and blows and blows.
Just when my flowering trees bloom, the rain comes, or the temperature drops, or the wind blows and blows and blows.
And the leaves replace the blooms and the bugs come out only in late afternoon when it's as warm as it will be.
No lingerer, this cruel spring.
At least the British soldiers lichen doesn't seem to care.
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