Koala Spring

Wednesday March 5, 2025

Good morning, that wonderful way.

Boo. O/

Another installment of:
The House of +he Ghos+

Welcome.

Glad you’re here.
Everything in gear?

Good to hear.
Grab your gear.

Let’s go.
On with the show.

Spring waves hello.

About 30 degrees Fahrenheit warmer than the same time last week.

January in New England is a rock song’s too long guitar solo.

“Can we get back to the lyrics, please?”

Mid-February to Mid-March brings the bridge, lows and highs make a new sound in the same song.

Come March’s end the song ends.

Spring takes the stage and presses play.

“March comes in like a lion, goes out like a lamb.”
- An old New England adage.

Lately more like:

"March comes in like an indecisive circus polar bear, goes out like a koala parked in a tree waiting for breakfast."
-Witty, charismatic (and humble) Poet

Slow words so far, so lately so.

The long Winter chill just left.

Words on ice.

Talk on the weather Abe’s snoring type morning.

Early on-the-way-to work workers light up I-93 to junction 101 East.

A little early in the year for beach traffic; the headlights head east to work.

A Transition Day for sure.

Something(s) changed.

Hope all is well.

Take care, ignore the dog snore, wave hello to the tree climbing koala, ready for Spring and make a wonderful day.