It's been a cold spring compared to last year. It's actually spring the way I remember it as a girl. Cold rain.
Things are growing, albeit slowly.
We need the rain. It's been so dry the past few years that the north side of our lawn is almost completely moss covered. Fortunately, the flowers hang on.
Creativity is soothing, even when we're not as creative as others. I'm definitely amateurish in my photos, but taking them makes me lose track of time, and some of the regular, every day cares, are shed like old skin.