What Kind of Wednesday?

How about a Wordless Wednesday Post? Oh yeah, as if I am ever wordless. I have always had a tendency to talk too much. Sometimes I have entertaining things to say, others not so much. Let me try for the former, with illustrations.

We have enjoyed warm temperatures these last few days, and tomorrow is supposed to be even warmer. I am hoping to see some crocuses soon, although I’m afraid my lawn has too many of last year’s leaves in the way. However, I see brown leaves in this shot from March 2021, so I hold onto hope.

Moving back to March 2020, I found several pictures with dark clouds. How appropriate for that benighted year. Benighted, by the way, is one of my favorite words.

That was as far as I got last night. I was looking for a picture from March 2019 and wondering if I shouldn’t bill this as a Wayback Wednesday Post (even a year ago can seem like way back) when my Media Library ceased to cooperate with me. So it became a Wuss-out Wednesday Post. It is early Thursday morning as I finish this, without coffee, by the way.

Finally accessing March 2019, I find only one nature photograph. Bare tree, blue sky. I like it. It is symbolic of my brain, largely bare these days, yet retains that bit of optimism with the blue sky. I, too, strive to retain a bit of optimism.

At the beginning of this post, I hoped to entertain. I hit publish with the optimistic thought that I have (or once again, do I flatter myself?) and adjourn for a cup of coffee.