Oh, I forgot, it is already Spring.. lol
In the weeks before Spring bursts
And the most harsh, cold, snappy wintry days seem to be, hopefully, safely behind us
I begin to visualize my garden which I've only seen in my dreams...
Complete with fields of colorful faces
Without me even trying to coax them
Bobbing and swaying with the wind
Where feeding, weeding and watering are not required
And yet everything thrives with robust optimism
And I am allowed the time to continue to do what I love best
Twiddling with my brushes and mucking about with my paints....