“Collecting Forsythia”
branches weep in golden lightyellow tears of joya whisper of spring gentle toward my skin sigh in the calmfiltered breeze […]
branches weep in golden lightyellow tears of joya whisper of spring gentle toward my skin sigh in the calmfiltered breeze […]
Welcoming in spring, for me, often means taking clippings of the early blooming trees and flowers and bringing them indoors […]