Every year, without fail, my very kind sister sends Emily flowers on the first day of Spring. Dawna lives in the sunny south these days, but vividly recalls what March was like growing up here in the north. Thank you Dawna, they were waiting for us on the front porch, so nice to come home to.
I always photograph flowers that are sent to us, as soon as they arrive. We love hanging on to a bit of their beauty this way.
I have been thoroughly enjoying the photos from bloggers in the blossoming parts of the world, there is nothing like that first deep inhale of sunny, warm, earthy, muddy, sweet Spring. It'll be a bit longer before that happens but oh, how I am ready.
