White Wednesday Spring

I am loving spring.  Truly appreciating the beautiful world God created for us. I have had a cloud of sadness  lurking since October. One sad event after the other. Just life. But today I feel the sad lifting. Spending the morning gardening does that for me. Even if it involved a power trimmer for a very frostbitten Cape Myrtle that looks like a mass of sticks now.

The peach trees are blooming. Yellow breasted finches and humming birds are flitting in the yard. I slapped together the wreath out of grapevines and rose hips from the front of the house. I think that is more of a fall thing other places. But fall and spring are pretty much the same  here and it takes all of our three weeks of "winter" to get the grapevines to go dormant and the roses to grow the hips nice and fat. The chair was a curbside find I painted white.

Blake left for the MTC this morning. So exciting  but bitter sweet. We sure will miss that sweet boy while he is gone.