May flowers reaching out towards the golden sun like new born tendrils making a tentative search for the blue sky above, flowers everywhere Children's laughter is heard over the sound of ice cream trucks its time for gardeners to place their bulbs in the ground like happy little gophers
Morning arrives, and breakfast is taken outback on a linen table cloths shedding winter apparel we opt for sweaters for the breeze is warm we take walks along the lake, picking rocks and little discarded objects whiling away the hours like the birds, free and happy, full of hopeful joy
Lily of the valley precious little bells that ring in the scent of perfumed air Alchemilla in beautiful light green a flower pure, on bridle dress of white Light is our best friend in this garden of Eden where love is abloom the only thing we need from here, is our consent to enjoy the wealth
May flowers reaching out towards a golden sun like newborn petals sweet we have summer arriving and I for one am longing to meet it in full bloom.