“Spring
begins in small ways: a bud, a breeze, a brighter kind of light.”
How I See God In My Everyday Life
The forsythia are one of the first bushes to bloom in the summer. And this year's are beautiful. These are all quite close to us.
A last look back
A big ball
of sunshine sat on the side of the road
Forsythia
bloomed with happiness, it showed
Spring will
be here to stay one day soon
As the
flowers will dance to the bird's tune
Heidi Sands
We saw this car awhile ago. Look at the huge spikes on the tires! I wonder what kind of a person drives it. It would be funny if it turned out to be a little old lady.
“That’s not a vehicle — that’s a rolling
warning label.”
“Spikes on
the hubcaps? Bold choice. Terrifying, but bold.”
Last week, we watched our granddaughter Dara's tennis match between two high schools.
She takes after Phil and her dad, and is a good tennis player. I thought I got some good action shots through the fence.
The official photographer (I am assuming) sat for the longest time taking shots through the fence holes.
Dara's mom & dad sat on the other side of the fence.
And so it goes on a chilly weekday tennis tournament.
“The net
doesn’t divide — it invites.”
This was this evening's sunset. I just snapped it a few hours ago.
You can see the Blue Ridge Mountains in the background
As we drive away, you can see it reflected in the windows and side of the car.
“Spring
sunsets melt the chill right out of the day.”
Yes, I know I have recently posted the Persian Speedwell in our yard. But I just could not help myself, I had to post it again. They are still blooming in the yard, and spreading all over. The flower is tinier than your little fingernail!
“Speedwell
is spring’s confetti, tossed early and gently.”
I will not be blogging here on Friday because I am going to get the nerves killed in my knee. Called Radio Frequency Ablation. I leave you with a laugh!