You've entered the caverns, enjoy your stay.
"If you look into your own heart, and you find nothing wrong there, what is there to worry about? What is there to fear?" Confucius
Early spring. Snowflakes drifting to the ground. Tiny bits of ice sailing on buoyant swirls of air. Yet the blades of newborn grass are only wet. Green. The warmer earth refuses to give way.
HOt DOg! I didn't buy fertilizer for nothin'.