There was no need to stop and smell the roses. I was aware of them everywhere, their spring perfume filling the house, the dew on their petals reminding me of new beginnings.
Roses from my front yard, photographed on my kitchen table.
The lilys are blooming in the yard – which means it’s that time when you can almost taste summer- and there is the slightest hint of the warmth to come, and you know, a corner has been turned. Lilys photographed in my front yard, May, 2012.