My children aren't young any more, but I remember when they used to pick wild flowers and bring me bunches of them in their little hands.
Their smiles were as bright as the yellow dandelions they carried to me.
I miss those days and I miss those little bouquets of flowers they thrust towards me with smiles on their faces.
My youngest son is out cutting the grass. I noticed the many violets that dotted our yard and he was cutting them down! I just had to pick some before they were all gone.
I added a few yellow dandelions to my violets and put them in this little cow creamer. Isn't she pretty with her flower hat. I think she could be one of those California Cows they talk about on TV.
Everything is growing now. We're cutting our grass for the second time. The hostas, the iris's, the tiger lillies and the peonies are all popping out of the dirt.
My Bleeding Hearts are already in bloom.
My pear tree is in bloom. This is a pear tree that has pears on it, not just the flowering ones. I sure hope the frost doesn't kill them this year.
It seems like when winter quit, it really quit!
But, I know the frosts will still come and my flowers will get bit. So I am going to enjoy them while I can.