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Spring in the garden/Michele Bedigian

Last week I posted about snow on the first day of spring. It seems as if Old Man Winter is having a difficult time letting go of the spotlight from the flurries we saw again yesterday here in the city. Above is a watercolor reportage I did at the NYBG a few years back this very week talking about what else but ‘this very thing.’ My notes read, “As the croci begin to peak their heads above ground prepping for their big reveal in a week or two, winter is refusing to rest. … It’s really Ok Old Man Winter. Seasons come and seasons go. Till we meet again. Now shuffle off, if you may.”

Please – Michele


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