January lied to the daffodils.
They are the embodiment of hope springing eternal; those fresh green shoots bursting through the frosted terra firma of endless winter.
And January has lied to them.
Daffodils think their time has come, they think this week is March and that it is safe to emerge and announce the return of life.
Daffodils think their time has come, they think this week is March and that it is safe to emerge and announce the return of life.
But they are wrong.
Because between now and the relative safety of March lies the tempest of February.
They will freeze.
It is only a matter of time.
January has lied to all of us.
And January doesn’t care.
Because between now and the relative safety of March lies the tempest of February.
They will freeze.
It is only a matter of time.
January has lied to all of us.
And January doesn’t care.
"Set the foot down with distrust on the crust of the world--it is thin." -Edna
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