Spring mornings are the best. I love going outside in the early morning, when the sun is rising and much of the neighborhood is still asleep. The birds are making a ruckus, the flowers are opening, dew glistens on each blade of grass, and the sky is filled with a range of soft colors. There are merely a few moments before I tune into the horns, the rush of cars, the ringing office phones, and yelling children, but for right now, I enjoy a quiet morning.
Dew drops clinging to Mama’s lilies.
It rained for, like, five days straight here. When the clouds parted, there were beautiful beads of water on the blossoms and the colors were so vibrant. Since I don’t really have much to say, here’s a little glimpse of Mama’s flowers.
My favorite tree on my parents’ property, and probably one of my favorite trees in general, is the weeping cherry:
I love the weeping trees in general. If I could be married under a weeping willow, I would do it. What a romantic tree the weeping willow is, even if its name sounds so sad and melancholy.
Today, I just really loved the way the light played through all of the weeping cherry blossoms:
May you experience light today!
Easter is a holiday of hope, forgiveness, mercy and joy. As I’ve grown older, I’ve enjoyed celebrating holy week more and more. Just as Christians around the world celebrate the resurrection of Jesus, the earth itself seems to celebrate the gift of a new life. My mother’s daffodils are blossoming and blooming, and I indulged in their simple beauty:
Christ is risen! Happy Easter to you all, and I hope that however you choose to celebrate the day that it is filled with blessings and wonderful memories. I leave you with our gorgeous Easter lily…
