It is already the time of the tiger lilies. I always love them but I don't love being this close to winter again. I'm not ready yet!Your new header is terrific!
Yes, they are running next to the orchard and I found bear scat yesterday under the trees ... sometimes the poem writes itself ...Oh, I do love those horses lying in that misty meadow ...
I love the notion of tiger lilies running while bears sleep! Such a wonderful, wonderful thought!
I thought so, too ... :) Thank you, Bill.
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It is already the time of the tiger lilies. I always love them but I don't love being this close to winter again. I'm not ready yet!
ReplyDeleteYour new header is terrific!
Yes, they are running next to the orchard and I found bear scat yesterday under the trees ... sometimes the poem writes itself ...
DeleteOh, I do love those horses lying in that misty meadow ...
I love the notion of tiger lilies running while bears sleep! Such a wonderful, wonderful thought!
ReplyDeleteI thought so, too ... :) Thank you, Bill.
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