We are settling into the spring of things,
Two Lipped Tulip kisses – and cherry blossom breath.
Tulips in springtime, such happiness in the garden – just where they belong. I wave and whisper, “I’ll be back” as I head to the market making my purchase and bring home boldly colored sisters of the garden. Already surrendered to their inside lives, hoping to teach me the same, they sit regal, some looking to the sky and others gazing at the earth from where she came, and always welcome in the table vase.
A, B, C, D