Cold and rainy in Chicago - no Chalk will stick to the sidewalks anywhere....
Hmmm where did spring go anyway?
Psalm 103:15-16
As for mortals, their days are like grass;
they flourish like a flower of the field;
for the wind passes over it, and it is gone,
and its place knows it no more.
To the right: Flowering trees let go of their blooms as rain pelts down from the sky. A beautiful and fragrant pattern, even if it bring cooler weather again.
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