April and we have had

Showers–gentle showers.

And, they do bring…

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May flowers

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Outdoor invitations

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Wonderful all sorts greens

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Dynamic life infusing clouds

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Non-stop action–patience pays back drama

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And there is always a promise of joy.

It is all free.

Doesn’t cost anything–we just have to go outside to find it.

I ain’t staying inside…

…when I’ve got this outside!

Spring sunshine!

Spring oxygen!

Spring growth!

Spring green!

Spring birdsong!

Spring fresh air!

Spring joy!

Spring flowers!

Can you find any of the above in the following images?

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Or better yet…go out and find them yourself.

 

…always looking for HOPE?

Where to find it?

Today I was lucky.

I discovered hope in a simple home made courtyard.

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When looking for hope…it can always be found…don’t give up…expand your search…change the scale of observation…works for me. Primula vulgaris and flagstone paving.

 

Quarantine at the edge of town

All of us are experiencing quarantine in one form or another. 

But the edge of town? What is that? Traditionally the edge of town was the place where fertile flat lands were cultivated for agriculture that was more valuable than town housing. And necessary.

So, yesterday I took a walk–quarantine all around. Walked by myself. As I walked across town, I saw an open bakery, an open grocery store and an open drug store.  Everything else was closed.

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The town had plenty signs of spring–the forsythias always shout with joy.

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At the edge of town, I saw the agricultural landscape, the spring green of willow trees and the hopeful construction of a tree house.

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Then I saw the farmhouse–so many activities related to food. Farms are amazing producers and guardians.

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At one entry to the farmhouse, I was reminded of the simplest of their products–available almost any day of the year. Direct from the farm: eggs, jams, Alp cheese, goat cheese.

Quarantined? Take a walk. Check out the edge of town.

Is that flower wild?

Or is it just having fun?

I had the joy of observing these two patches of flowers yesterday.

One is wild in the woods and the other is wild in the garden. Judging books by their covers, are we?

But someone has written that having a book in your pocket is like having a garden in your pocket. Then where do the wild flowers belong?

But anywhere you find them, they are a discovery pleasure of spring.

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Wild in the garden

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Wild in the woods

An Invitation

…invited…by the flowers…

When I looked at these flowers, I was invited to look closer.

 

…I wasn't sure…

Upon closer inspection, the invitation became personal.

But then I didn’t have time and continued on my way.

…still wondering where that invitation would have led me…what did I miss?

Can’t go back.

Will I have another chance?