If all appearances are correct, spring is here in S. Texas. Sun. Exquisite weather. Breezes. Lots of creative energy coarsing through my veins.
My scraggly little bush produces the sweetest rose buds ever. The roses themselves are lovely, but it's the buds I like best. Watching the petals unfurl is kind of exciting. Weird? In my reading this a.m. before church. I love Isaiah.
Happy Springing...one more week then SPRING BREAK. Guess what I'll be doing? Sleeping in! Those two words are a delight.