Pink Lemonade


(as seen in my yard, by me, yesterday.)



What a beauty.

She turned more pink lemonade this year and less purple rain.
I love her all the same.

She blooms how
she blooms.

I’ll always swoon


Just a little fun post this morning. I hope everyone has a wonderful Monday and week to come!


***Please note, all of my work will have audio going forward unless noted.


  1. This is quite different for you, you have many talents. The poem is pretty, that is the best word I can use, but is also delicate. Nature is always beautiful but some moments just capture our hearts πŸ™‚ ❀

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    1. Thank you. I think it is so easy to fall in love with nature. Trees, especially, for me. True story–there is a Weeping Willow Tree near my home that I drive by every day. I admire her in all seasons, but in Spring, she is quite something. Majestic, really. A few weeks ago, I drove by and there were folks chopping her down. I was literally weeping into my steering wheel. A mess. She is just a stump now. On the plus side, I wrote a poem about her. Immortalized forever in my words, at the very least. Thank you for your comment. Just a little poem to show my gratitude for beauty of nature. πŸ™‚ ❀


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