on the first day of spring
For some reason, I'm awake at 3:30am, with a tickle in my throat and a headache that just won't let me get back to sleep. I've posted in this sleepless condition before. Rather than trying to share anything profound tonight, here's what's been in my head for the past few days:
On the first day of spring Mrs. Nelly McNosh
Went out to her garden and planted a squash.
She pushed the seed in with the tip of her toe
And the minute she did it, it started to grow.
From Mrs. McNosh and the Great Big Squash, a super-cute kids book that was one of the first ones that I bought at Frenchy's before Phillip was born.