Spring, When Flowers Bloom and Nature Sings
Dear March—Come in— How glad I am— I hoped for you before— Put down your Hat— You must have walked— How out of Breath you are— Emily Dickenson Spring is here and yes, it is when flowers bloom and nature…
Dear March—Come in— How glad I am— I hoped for you before— Put down your Hat— You must have walked— How out of Breath you are— Emily Dickenson Spring is here and yes, it is when flowers bloom and nature…
I never thought of myself as a girly-girl because as a younger child (say from 8-12), I was more tom-boyish. I climbed trees, fished and hunted with my dad. We set traps along the creek bank near our farm house to catch mink and other critters in the winter…. and we checked the traps in…
“I’m as busy as a spider spinning daydreams, I’m as giddy as a baby on a swing. I haven’t seen a crocus or a rosebud Or a robin on the wing. But I feel so gay, In a melancholy way, That it might as well be spring, It might as well be spring.” Yes,…
Spring is creeping in on us….perhaps I should have said Spring is transitioning, which would mean the season is slowly moving in as weather patterns are changing….and the Winter season is moving out. Yes!!! I am one of those who delight in change. I am always looking forward to new decorating challenges and experiences of…