the promise of spring

changes coming about the last few days albeit slowly there are signs the snow is melting everyone is out and about the sky is littered with puffy clouds and when the sun peeks through it warms the  face it’s happening afterall, a promise is a promise (this is for my friend Gunta)

talk to me

Sometimes silence is not golden–just yellow. ~ Anonymous

sun and shadow

Keep your face always toward the sunshine and shadows will fall behind you. ~Walt Whitman have you noticed that the days are getting longer?