The beauty of spring––we don"t expect it. Every year we are amazed anew at the wonder. c. e. hollis Crabapple blooms remind me of the jelly Mama used to make of those small fruits, with no beauty like other apples, they we re the rejects, the outcasts, and yet they make wonderful tart and tangy... Continue Reading →
Springtime
"I love your spring wind, Lord,...its bright prancing makes me want to dance too, to roll a hoop, throw confetti, gather armloads of flowers." Marjorie Holmes To be a Child in Spring By Elece Hollis Run up the hills where the dogwoods bloom Run, jump, and swing sky high. Spring has arrived with sunshine... Continue Reading →
Roses for Today and Tomorrow
There were no roses today––only hyacinths and a few daffodils. I have worked on my spring flowerbeds. I found my white rose bush in the back flowerbeds, my luscious yellow rose bush, and the red/black velvet––a very old bush planted before I moved to the farm 21 years ago––have all died. I will miss... Continue Reading →