hello April...
where have you been?
April may be the cruelest month, but it is also the best month (well, maybe a close second to May, which is actually usually my personal favorite month of the year.) Nevertheless, April brings warmer weather, all those tulips in the Mich Ave. beds (which are just tiny fingerlings now), blossoming trees, poetry month, the Zombie Pub Crawl, and my birthday at the end of it. What's not to love?
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