1634. if tulips could talk…

me! me! me!

look at me!

ME!

 

No shy wallflower is this one!  I’m not in any hurry but if I die and come back in the spring as a flower, let me be a tulip for just one day.😘

I couldn’t remember how to “lift” and “paste” the centerpiece of my photo—Dan helped me. This one’s for Dan!

1633. on the move

on the move

tumbling down to the street

violets

They grow all on their own, no fuss no muss. All they need is sunshine and rain, and just a little bit of soil to dig down with their roots. Seeing violets always reminds me of that lovely old spring-time song,”Violets for Your Furs,” by Billie Holiday, Johnny Hartman, Frank Sinatra, John Coltrane, Dave Brubeck. 

1632. bawk-bawk!

chickens protesting

impending egg tariffs?

laying golf balls!

 

Look what I found yesterday at the BATS, my favorite thrift store: “Golf Balls $2/dozen!” Hmm….With today’s exorbitant egg prices, maybe I’ll buy a few and save them to dye for Easter!😘