Every Friday I join a community of bloggers for Five Minute Friday. One word prompt, five minutes. Unedited. The prompt this week is … Spring. In looking up the definitions of spring, there is no mention of the season. Yet here we are at the start of spring. Spring...
The tree sits on our boundary line. We didn’t even know it was there until our neighbor began moving our stone wall. Suddenly, the little tree had our full attention. It was small, frail looking if I had to describe it. I had my doubts if it was even a tree. It’s...
Today I noticed that the trees are beginning to color with the signs of budding. To see such a beautiful sight against the blue of the sky caused me to think & wonder about the hope of spring. We so enjoy the smell of spring air, the brighter skies, crocuses...
So everyone knows…… Punxsutawney Phil crawled out early this morning and did not see his shadow, signaling it will be an early spring!!!! “Hope that is seen is no hope at all. Who hopes for what he already has? But if we hope for what we do not yet...
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