Some things never change, and some change slowly, beautifully, unfolding one petal at a time.
Dog walkies must happen. If we simply let him out to run about, this little knucklehead would be gallivanting around the countryside and get lost. So we take turns tethering ourselves to the beloved pug waiting for him to do his business. Ahem. And Smiling at all the smiles he evokes when people see him, including us!
Spring is ssssslllllloooooowwwwwwllllllyyyyyy arriving in Maine, yes, this late, but it is coming!
The buds on my favorite cherry tree are still tight, but I love them dripping on a sodden day.
And that gnarled, twisted old apple tree that I love so much. So thankful that despite losing half a dozen trees and the tops of another 30 around our yard, this tree survived last winter’s monster ice storm intact.
One apple tree is a bit further into bloom…wouldn’t this be a spectacular quilt?
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May 31st, 2014 at 12:50 pm
And it would smell wonderful too!