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 →

"Oh Marilla, how much you miss!'  This line from Anne of Green Gables stayed with me and played over and over in my mind. I know we miss lots and lots. We miss sunrises and sunsets. We see a few and we relish them and then we forget them. We miss the sky.We see the... Continue Reading →

Sunlight captured? No...Still elusive,Mine for a only a momentThen gone.Daffodil.