"Sometimes when you're in a dark place, you think you've been buried, but actually you've been planted. " Lyli Dunbar I planted a lily today. I planted an ugly bulb with dirt clinging to its roots. I dug six inches, spread the roots there in the hole, and turned it point up before I buried... Continue Reading →
Basket Weaving
A basket weaving class in an old Oklahoma town
Spring Whispers Promises
Spring whispers promises and I wait through rain showers, in welcome warming sunshine, past misty mornings, and cool musical evenings. I watch buds on trees pop open and show new leaves and flowers. I watch the sprouts rise to reveal the first wonderful colors with hyacinths, crocuses, daffodils, and tulips in the flowerbeds... Continue Reading →