Dear Spring, I too am in a state of flux. It is often too cold to hold your head up, but on days like this I can see that you are as anxious as I am to begin a new stage of my life. I see you, my batch of jonquils, waking from your cold sleep. I see you too, baby buds, wearing your new life like the crown of spring.
DIY peacock gravel mosaic art
3 years ago