Spring. The perfume in the air is heady. And intoxicating. I love walking through my yard and looking at all the freshness everywhere. These were all taken today, in my yard. Lucky me.
|"Do little pink fairies sing and dance in your world, Peabody?" "Sometimes, when it's very quiet and no one else can see."|
¸.•*´¨`♥ J.D. Robb, Promises in Death