Are you weary of winter?????
Here are a couple of fellows to bring you some relief.
If you forgot to say hello to the White Rabbit
when he arrived
rest easy ---
he is forgiving
and too taken up with the Mach Hare to
give it any thought!!!!
If they don't do the trick
rest your eyes on these lovely flowers
blooming in my garden in the good old summertime.
or on the lilies
that come before them
or the buttercups!!
first sign of spring - out in the woods
or in any meadow!
Take heart -
Spring is just around the corner
lazing up against a tree
until she feels called upon to
gladden our hearts!
I do wish she'd hurry
she'd be such a sweet antidote
for my cabin fever!!!
re my header!
I have such fond memories of the yellow bells
that grew on the hillside
of our farm
and were brought to me
clutched in dear, sweet,
and loving little hands!!!
5 comments:
Ah yes Hildred. How I treasure memories of my dear farmer bringing me bluebells from our little wood. I think we are all ready for Spring and it will surely be here before long.
This has been a long grey winter with few days of sunshine and blue skies to buoy us up. Wild daffodils are blooming here along the roadsides and ditches, yellow heads sometimes bowed by heavy cold rains, but their sweeps of color are a promise that spring will eventually arrive. It always has done!
Spring has already paid us a brief visit, but seems to have thought better of it and has left us again. She's such a tease!
Thanks for the lovely pictures to help us over the hump - it's still very cold with snow frozen in place where I am. This is the time to bring in branches of flowering shrubs and trees - they'll bloom in water with some luck. I had forsythia blooming in January. It won't be long now...
Oh I so agree -- bouquets picked by those small hands are the most special ones we will ever have! I can't say anything about waiting for Spring .... except to remind you that very soon it will be my turn to fight my envy of your beautiful Spring flowers as we seem to go from warm winter to hot summer here without any spring (and of course it is too hot for those bulbs to do their thing). ... I think of you the first of every month, when I do remember to make the white rabbit my first words (it still kind of surprises Bill, who isn't at his very best anyway first thing in the morning ... )))
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