April Fools… I Ain’t Laughing Ma Nature

I used to be pumped when April swung around. So full of promise with the whisper of barely warmed breezes, that hint of greening in the branches.  But, I swear, this winter has sucked all the git-up-n-go clean out of these creaky bones.

Random April images from in and around the hacienda on a cold morning with Ma Nature once more laughing her ass off…

They promise it’s gonna warm up, maybe hit 60 tomorrow.

We’ll see…


About Nya Rawlyns

Nya Rawlyns doesn’t write typical romance. She writes emotion as a contact sport, rough and often raw. It need not be pleasant, heart-warming or forever after. What she seeks is what lies beneath—a dance of extremes, the intersect of need and desire, and the compromises we make when pain and pleasure become indistinguishable. ***** She has lived in the country and on a sailboat on the Chesapeake Bay, earned more than 1000 miles in competitive trail and endurance racing, taught Political Science to unwilling freshmen, and found an avocation in materials science. ***** When she isn’t tending to her garden or the horses, the cats, or three pervert parakeets, she can be found day dreaming and listening to the voices in her head.
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One Response to April Fools… I Ain’t Laughing Ma Nature

  1. mo883mpetersdesires says:

    *hugs* It’s coming for you, – Spring, I mean – I promise. It’s just taking its sweet time. Ours got here already, so I’m sure it’s coming across to you… just a little bit more slowly.


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