Many of these days,
it seems we need to be reminded that
it is, indeed May.
The skies have been gray and dreary,
with April's showers gracing
the landscapes more
frequently than
some of us would like.
I won't complain though.
Not when I can walk outside
to discover this:
Or be lulled to quietness with this:
1 comment:
Beautiful! What is that flower? At first, I thought it was a rose, but now I don't think it is.
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