The Japanese cherry has begun to bloom in front of the house, a gentle explosion in pink and white, and the early morning air today was filled with the calls of birds, birds, birds, in the Flatbush forest. Chirps. Twitters. Tweets (the organic kind). Peeps. Caws. It's an early spring that continues, like early Lin-sania, but with it becoming clearer and clearer that winter is truly behind us despite the forecast blip of rain and slightly chillier weather for a couple of days ahead. Still, no wonder the Italian-American Earth wisdom and rule of thumb has it that one never plants the tomatoes until Mother's Day.
You can't fool Mother Nature.
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