You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep spring from coming.  Pablo Neruda.

One more series of shots from the Hot Buns’ adventures in Many Glacier.  In addition to yesterday’s pussy willows, I want to show you a strange liquid we happened upon on the shores of Lake Sherburne.  Water.  Liquid water, with beams of sunshine bouncing off it.

Now, I don’t have any interest in keeping spring from coming, but this is just bizarre.  Farmer’s Almanac predictions, anyone?

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