“May flowers always line your path and sunshine light your day. May songbirds serenade you every step along the way. May a rainbow run beside you in a sky that’s always blue. And may happiness fill your heart each day your whole life through.” ~~~ Irish Blessing
“Is the spring coming?” he said. “What is it like?”…
“It is the sun shining on the rain and the rain falling on the sunshine…” Frances Hodgson Burnett
“If you look the right way, you can see that the whole world is a garden.” Frances Hodgson Burnett,
“You cannot forget if you would those golden kisses all over the cheeks of the meadow, queerly called dandelions.” ~~ Henry Ward Beecher
“It gives one a sudden start in going down a barren, stony street, to see upon a narrow strip of grass, just within the iron fence, the radiant dandelion, shining in the grass, like a spark dropped from the sun” ~~ Henry Ward Beecher
“In the garden my soul is sunshine”
“How does one become a butterfly?” she asked. “You must want to fly so much that you are willing to give up being a caterpillar.” –Trina Paulus
Just living is not enough,” said the butterfly, “one must have sunshine, freedom and a little flower.”
— Hans Christian Anderson
“Butterflies…flowers that fly and all but sing.” – Robert Frost
Busy Streets jam packed to the gills
Street food smells wafting up through the square
Art to Buy, Art to Make, Art for Sale
Just got to love it here.
Painted Faced children run around in delight..
Sounds of laughter are not hard to find.
That first taste of cotton candy..
Tis the best time of the year..
Spending time with my Sweetie.. mesmerized by the Warm April Air..
Got out and took these yesterday morning, before the Big storms came through. Although we were not in danger here, the part of the storm that went through here did not leave these beauties the same as I captured here.
They are not all destroyed, but the pretty blooms I caught yesterday are bent and wide open. I am Thankful that we did not see more of the storms here.
Prayers for all the families that lost homes in yesterdays storms.
Yesterday I set out determined to capture the elusive wildflowers of Texas and I found some but not the rich carpets found in Llano or in The Hill Country. I was treated to a lovely assortment of Bluebonnets and Indian Paintbrush. It was a nice day, I even found a place to go hiking—Which I will go back and revisit.
So the Hubby and I went to Shreveport/Bossier City to catch the festivities of the 2012 Bassmaster Classic. We had a Blast. The crawfish are in season.. however not in abundance. We were disappointed our first night and the place we were eating at—Ran out of the yummy mudbugs 15 after our order. We returned the next night with many more friends and our fair share and an amazing time visiting with some really good friends.
Red River Bridge