Yea, the sparrow hath found an house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, even thine altars, O Lord of hosts, my King, and my God.
Taken this morning at the train station in Santa Marinella.
I think it's a variety of clover. Anyway, it's been blooming since November and carpets all the ground. The geckoes live in it and can be heard scurrying around when the sun is warm.
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Yeah yeah yeah dig it in. Still cold here in the American Midwest.
But I used to live in California and do know and miss the joys of good weather year 'round.
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