A few spring flowers. A bit of fresh air when I went out to get the mail on another socially isolated, work from home, lonely day. I stepped out the door, and all I could smell was my favorite flower, violets.
The Lone Tulip
A few spring flowers. A bit of fresh air when I went out to get the mail on another socially isolated, work from home, lonely day. I stepped out the door, and all I could smell was my favorite flower, violets.
Looking for the squirrel. Oh! There he is!
Ever sat in the car in a traffic jam and thought you couldn’t stand it a minute longer? Try sitting there for eighteen (18) hours. I couldn’t do it. I’d have gone crazy by now. My hubby is a trucker. He’s currently stuck outside of Tannersville, Pennsylvania on Interstate 80 about eight miles west of …
