So far, this month is flying by. All of the sudden I have a twelve year old. (Also, no more family birthdays until October! Should a mother be excited about this? If no, don’t tell me. I don’t need anything else to feel guilty about.)
We’re nearing the completion of the bulk of our school work for the seventh year in a row. This is unfathomable to me. And as the rain and the sun keep making their alternate appearances, and things are turning green and the birds are piping up from their long rest, Adding beauty just seems to get a little easier. For this, I’m grateful.
So much color to enjoy! Yellow marks the beginning of spring for our yard. Daffodils were drooping from a particularly cold and frosty morning, so we rescued them to brighten up our kitchen window, which has not yet been cleaned in a spring-like fashion.
More yellow on these blooming forsythia branches! And all of that green is so delicious.