The light of the sunrise is softened by sheer curtains; it bathes the ceiling, painted in a hue of powder-blue. Beneath it I feel immersed. The air is cool and the silhouette of nearby ridges are just greening. Winter came and went a week ago. Snow and ice halted Spring’s early blooms. Naked trees expose ground cover, last season’s leaves are dry umber. I toss back the crisp white linens,.. Read More

Tulip borders are abloom, scarlet petals compliment yellow daffodils. Cherry Blossoms and Japanese Magnolia’s lace garden paths. Azaleas proclaim signs of Spring are evident, and I cannot resist this opportunity to savor them. Early days of March are unpredictable. The sun invites one to disrobe, shed the layers and drink in the warmth; while chilling breezes send us right back indoors, reaching for sweaters and coats. Much like the seedlings.. Read More