I haven’t been taking many walks due to days of cold, drizzly rain and a hurt back. All has improved now, though. The son and I went out for a two-mile stroll on this fine spring day, and I was so revivified I wrote a little poem about it.
First the photos:
Late Spring Walk Forsythia and daffodil Hellebores, Siberian squill, Yellow, yellow, pink, and azure After winter, winter, and winter White and gray and gray Spring returns one day As we have faith it always will.