Finally, the sun’s rays peaked through the clouds with the last hint of frost’s chill callously clinging to the branches.
Our homestead’s first day of spring blooms greeted the morning – just a few sprinkled haphazardly throughout our lot line.
We rushed to pick them, so thrilled to pull out just a few of our many vases – treasured finds at yard sales.
There’s just something about fresh flowers that makes my heart sing and frees my soul to rejoice…
His majesty…declared in the details of those first spring flowers.