three in a line, hands clasped
a digging squirrel
numbers on mailboxes
new leaves and "flower trees"
the sun pressing heat through our shirts
then a piggy-back race home
to pick all the dandelions in our front yard.
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Oh the loveliness that is Spring!
I do wish it would stop snowing up here - but your photos and poetry bring the loveliness of it to life for me.
N's First Communion was this weekend and our flower trees made the day extra special.
As always, I love your words and pics. :) And you!
Oh Nic...A is always picking dandelions for me. Your picture brought a huge smile to my face. We had an entire discussion in the car yesterday about why in the world people think dandelions are weeds. A thinks the world is crazy...and plans to grow an entire yard full when she grows up!!!
Take a bow Jenn
Aren't dandelions wonderful? It's a flower I can tell Baby Girl to pick without guilt :)
When she brings me a hibiscus from the neighbor's yard... well, that's a different story :S
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