This year is passing fast or so it seems. April showers have helped the return of spring plants and flowers.
Every day I watch for more blooms. And every spring I wish I had planted more varieties. Oh well, I'm thankful for the ones that do come back without any effort on my part.
The art room has been beckoning me to return to painting attempts.
The other day I was reading an old post and tried to remove a tiny box that had come up on the page. Somehow I managed to delete the whole entry. It was titled My Addiction and explained my love of ornaments with several photos of a few special ones. It feels weird to have that post gone forever. But then I realize one day all we have will be left behind.
Tonight I was looking through annuals from my teaching days. That was weird, too. So many students with youthful smiles... I will never know what happened to most of them.
Childhood days are gone in a flash, and adult years pass quickly, too. Living in the moment is the hard lesson to grasp and practice.
April, I hate to see you go.
