Neighbors

I have the cutest family which lives next door.  They have two young daughters - 2 & 4 years old.  Last week after the rain, they let the girls splash in the muddy puddles.  This morning they planted sunflowers.  They are creating memories.

My sister and I were 5 years apart, our mother allowed us to splash in puddles, and dance in the rain.  I am reminded of memories.

Like a tapestry

This morning my mother's garden reminds me of a tapestry.  It is green with the sweeping curves of feathered fern fronds woven with dotted knots of blue forget-me-nots, and the more showy yellow, orange, and pinks of Iceland poppies, fringed with pink English daisies.  An occasional spike of lupine blossoms adds color.  And while it lacks a unicorn, it does include a iridescent ruby throated humming bird flitting through, visiting the flowers.

More Spring Color

The Mountains that surround the lower valleys are covered with a soft almost velvet, spring green with highlights of bright yellow- green Maple trees.  In the canyon the Maples leaves have appeared and flowered.  We are still waiting for the Oaks.  My mother's garden is filled with blooms - tulips, daffodils, and all colors, red, pink, purple, blue, yellow, white primroses.  The neighbor's plum tree has scented the air as well as dropping petals of confetti throughout the neighborhood.

On the freshly mowed, green lawn Mollie lies, enjoying the warmth of the sun and chewing on a stick.