The cold winter has finally taken it’s bow though the curtain has not really fully closed ,the cold chilly air seems to hang around. There were many walkers out an about today, perhaps getting there legs back in shape after the long winter and the slippery roads. I enjoy seeing them taking their long brisk strides remembering what it was once like for myself ,now I just watch and dream. Now my days consist of new adventures like having time to write poetry and sculpting miniature flowers and crazy charters. Enjoyment come in many ways and changes with the different stages life has to offer. Blogging as certainly open up a new avenue for me I just wish I had more time to put into it, perhaps after I get my shop stocked with my flowers etc. I will be able to blog more. But for now its only when time allows or the sprit moves me.
THE FIRST KISS OF SPRING
I cannot not wait for the first kiss of spring.
When the rivers de-ice and the robins sing,
When old man winter has released the sod,
And every darn inch of the ground has thawed
Then I’ll drop down on my arthritic knees,
And plant me a package of Burpee’s Sweet Peas
And hope they’ll be forever blooming.