The winter of 1994 was similar to this one. Endless days of snow and ice and below zero temperatures. By mid-March we had totaled 18 snow and ice storms and were physically and spiritually exhausted. But then, one night on TV, Howard Coselle shared photographs of the flowers that would soon be among us
in person. Pink and red and blue. GREEN. He invited viewers to "Go ahead...bask!"
I had not realized how much I was missing COLOR and wept. And then smiled.
42 more days.
2 comments:
Thank you for the beautiful pictures. I love the colors and can't wait to see the first flower pop it's head up heralding springtime.
Bless you, Diane! I feel like I've woken up from an awful dream, relieved to discover that it isn't real...
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