Days are growing longer.
Birds rejoice with song.
Lined up in rows,
hundreds of golden Forsythia stars
signal the coming of Spring.

Evening Stone

The waxing crescent moon sits in the star-filled sky; a beautiful sliver of evening wonder.

Breakfast

Pale toast and boiled water with coffee grounds floating in it.
I subdue my laugh, because it really is the thought that counts.
And she included my favorite jam. How sweet.