I don’t like to give seasons so much credit for how I feel. But, after the rugged ending to this past winter, I’m just giddy

“How ARE you (ye-oo)?” “I’m goo-ud.” You say that and just by saying it, just by answering that question asked with such warmth, you actually

Rain, rain, rain. Blocking my view: flowers! I’m darn well going to celebrate spring indoors with all the damp outside. Plus, I spread some grass

This is my idea of “downward dog”, as in yoga. I HATE yoga. Wait a minute. Do you know anyone that hates yoga? Isn’t that

Look what a difference the water makes! So much more light with the reflection added. If you look closely, you can see that the white

t’s Easter. It’s Spring. It’s the day to think deeply. Or to remove Thin Ice signs. It’s a day to clean winter out of the

Today in my yoga class the teacher was talking about the over-stimulating world we live in. Yes. And then… there is the nice still, not

This is how the day started yesterday. Not too promising. And then it progressed: Further: This juxtaposition of the fading winter and oncoming spring reminded

This is the ice situation. Still there – a solid surface. And if you were to be here in person, it would not look a

April 10: peas in the ground. And, because the outdoor faucet is not turned on, I added on top this snow (blessed snow) to moisten