Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Dear Spring,


I have such high hopes for you.
& much anticipation.

park visits
patchwork picnics
daffodils
busy sidewalks
greener branches
floaty dresses
puffy clouds
peach iced tea &
thunderstorms.

Really, you can't come soon enough.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Those things all sound nice. I miss the warmth.