One thing I learn from my search hits is how many things people want rhymes for various words they're using in poems, especially in birthday poems (an unintended consequence of the title I chose and one of my tags). Also, in recent weeks a lot of people have been very interested in the last frost date.
Two sad ones I've had recently:
dog dies lack of oxygen what happened
a preemies less week in the regular nursery [sic]
If either of you is still reading, you have my sympathy, and I hope you found answers somewhere in that search. I know things must be really difficult right now.
Phantom, I have to chalk this one up to your comment of a month or two back:
black scabs on tip of nipple breastfeeding
If that searcher is still reading--I've been there, really I have. If you hang in there, it will get better. Check out what Magpie wrote about her early nursing experience.
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Thanks for the plug!
Your blog title reminds me of a Mark Morris ballet called "Rhymes with Silver" (to a score of the same name by Lou Harrison).
So, when is the last frost date? Should I risk buying tomato plants?
Magpie, you should be fine. For Philly it's April 14 (a day on which we actually had snow this year!), and NYC is maybe a week behind.
I'm such a dance ignoramus! This is the first time I've heard of the Mark Morris piece.
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