Spring I Beckon You

It’s the dreary days of Winter here, where it’s either grey and cold or white and colder outside. Every couple of days, for an hour or two, the sun pokes through but it doesn’t excite much since everything outside is dead and everything in here is fighting to bother to stay alive.

But I know the power of the sun and I know the persistence of the flowers. So here ya go, something to get excited about in your near future: Only a few more weeks until we can be sitting someplace just like this: