It is Springtime again !

The early morning light shines with a rosy glow on the trunk of the dogwood out back... its branches intertwined with the crabapple - who reminds me I have missed her glorious adornment of pink blossoms this year . There have been too many "brushfires" to put out - of dear ones and my own - and though I would not change my response to our needs , the simple pleasures of quiet contemplation of beauty have gone by the wayside for now . Oh , for peace and joy for us all !