Spring is sooner recognized by plants than by men. ~Chinese proverb
Once again, I apologize for being AWOL from my blog, but things have become so hectic that I find myself coming and going in circles!
Spring is sooner recognized by plants than by men. ~Chinese proverb
Once again, I apologize for being AWOL from my blog, but things have become so hectic that I find myself coming and going in circles!
The day the Lord created hope was probably the same day He created Spring. ~Bern Williams, English moral philosopher
While the Illinois Governor has declared yet another month of lockdown due to the coronavirus pandemic, he can’t stop the arrival of Spring.
I managed to get outside the other day and was amazed at how many trees and flowers are in bloom, how pretty the day was, and how few people were enjoying it!
Take a look, won’t you?
Can you stand more pictures of Spring in Central Illinois?
I hope so, for I wanted to share these before the weather gets too hot and the newness wears off! Please enjoy:
“The day the Lord created hope was probably the same day he created Spring.”
― Bern Williams
Is anybody tired of Spring photos? Can we ever get enough of the beauty of this season, with its new beginnings, its promises, color and warmth?
Today is gray and gloomy. Rain showers and possible thunderstorms are rolling around, and I for one need a reminder of prettier days past. Join me, won’t you?
There, now, don’t you feel better? I know I do!
I’ve got a case of the lazies right now (let’s just call it Spring Fever!). It’s hard to be inside working when the sunshine is calling, birds are chirping, and nature beckons.
Anyway, with Domer home for a short spell and all the church obligations I need to participate in over the weekend, I decided I’d take the easy way out and post some spring pictures. You enjoy pretty pictures now and then, don’t you?
Here’s hoping everyone has a beautiful Easter!
I moved aside a big flower pot this afternoon and guess what I found?
Spring!!
Yep, a whole crop of daffodils and tulips have poked their noses through the ground (and the snow!), in preparation for their annual display of color.
It’s been a rough winter — everywhere. Mr. Groundhog (the one everybody listens to) says we’re going to have six more weeks of it. I don’t know about you, but I’m tired of winter.
Tired of shoveling snow.
Tired of creeping along icy streets.
Tired of gloomy, gray days.
So let’s celebrate. Here’s the photo I took of the posies lurking beneath the warmth of a flower pot.
Spring is coming, and I can’t wait!