This morning I was greeted by a blue heron at my window, but it did not want to be greeted by my camera. Oy. Still in all, what a sight and what a boot in the butt to get things done. My office, which was recently painted 'lemongrass' yellow is not nearly as cheerful as one would imagine, so today I venture out to find a blue paint to match the river in front of me. Bliss. Perfection. Spring. What moves you out the door on the cusp of spring?
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