Dear 16 1/2 year old child of mine...please quit growing! Please quit talking about collage, flying and the Air Force. Please quit dreaming of leaving home. I don't think I can handle it. How did my "social butterfly" grow into such a handsome, polite, intelligent, Jesus loving young man overnight? Don't stop dreaming, but please stop growing! Love, your desperate mom!
I love spring. I love watching the trees come alive with buds popping out and flowers magically appearing. Every year it's a little different. And after the winter most of us had this year, spring was a welcome relief! I love watching each variety of tree produce it's own special flower, but I have my 2 favorites. The redbud tree is probably my favorite with the dogwood right behind it. Their flowers are lovely and I love watching the bees do their job with each.
They are always working!
Each season of blooms must end, but life continues forward.