FogLike a blanket laid softlyPushed back with the dawn.Morning on the farmComes gently.

Sunshine like a yellow lollipop on a green stick.

Even a rainy day under a gray sky is beautiful when the peach tree blooms.It is worth a walk in the cold drizzle to look at the blossoms close and see the sprays of leaves beginning to uncurl.  The scent on a wind can fill an lonely heart with hopes. The color is the perfect pink of a first daughter's first... Continue Reading →