Between our tall yellow house and Miss Wanda's tall pinkish house was a forsythia.
I used to climb under its branches and sit on a bare patch of ground just big enough for one.
With its yellow blooms and green leaves forming the roof of my little hideaway,
a special fondness for this spring beauty took root in my little girl heart.
Between our tall beige house and the neighbor's tall gray house is a forsythia.
It's just starting to leaf out.
I trimmed off a few branches, knowing that if I brought them indoors and put them in some water,
the warmth of the house would force them into bloom.
There's a special fondness in this now quite grown up woman's heart for these spring beauties.
It's almost Friday, friends!
Have a HAPPY, HAPPY Friday
and a BLESSED weekend!