This is the time of year when all the magic happens . . .
The cherry tree blooms,
The tulips open,
and everything is glorious.
This is the time of year when all the magic happens . . .
The cherry tree blooms,
The tulips open,
and everything is glorious.
At some point this afternoon I looked up from my work and discovered the clouds had cleared and the garden beckoned.
As I went out into the rain scent and blossom, I spied this little tree frog.
A moment later, something red caught my eye.
The bees moved too fast for my camera.
But they love the foxgloves.
It only took a moment to remind me of the wonder in a little space of our world.