Let’s all agree, there are an over-abundant number of posts from our favorite bloggers waxing poetic on the renewal we are all feeling after a long and arduous Winter. I’m jumping on the band wagon (what the hell is a band wagon??) here with my version of what made my heart skip a beat and my senses quicken today.
My father bought this fountain for me 27 years ago. We have shared four homes.
It’s lost a lot of definition over the years. I plugged it in tonight, after a winter outdoors, and it bubbled to life.
The Peonies are struggling to push through the leaves.
How appropriately the Bleeding Heart is the first to unfurl after a season of darkness.
The fact that we all made it without giving up on writing about it, is tribute to the soul of an artist.
I find the water flowing in a fountain has such a calming effect. I have two, both given to me by my mom. One is outside and one is a desktop version that I can enjoy even in the winter. I’m glad this winter is over and the renewal we all feel is a thing of beauty unto itself!
It either makes me have to pee or it makes me feel so zen!
As I watch the buds on my pear tree out front struggle to bloom, I am hopeful summer will get here eventually. If the tree doesn’t give up, neither will I.
Pears have such wonderful flowers and the bees love them! Lucky girl to have one in your window.
Spring has always been my favorite season. I love to watch everything wake up again.
You see more than most, Alan. I love the miniature world waking up in your posts. Thanks!
Thanks for the mention. I love that fountain and what a lovely memory to go with it 🙂
Thanks for the inspiration! If only it was the fountain of youth…