just when we were thinking we lived in the "not so beautiful" desert, we looked out our window and this is what we saw. the indian paintbrushes, in all their GLORY! who can't feel happy, when every week something new is in bloom? just last night, i walked out my back door and the smell of honeysuckle just about knocked me over. the first year we lived in this house, we used to sleep with the sliding door open, and the sweet smell of honeysuckle would rock me to sleep!
my, my, spring, sprING, SPRING!!!
sigh.
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