Spring fling, part 1: Virginia

 We just returned from a circular trip to Virginia and North Carolina, then home. Lots of baby-holding, Easter egg-hunting, story-reading, diaper-changing and nose-wiping. And hugging and kissing, too!

 

Egg hunt at Mark and Jill's church

 

Lily's hard-working daddy made it to the egg hunt.
(This is Mark's busiest season so he works long hours.)



I think reading is the best way to connect with and calm a child.

 

Darling Ethan, 7 months

 

 Popsy at the egg hunt, holder of Lily's basket.

 

One of Lily's favorite times of day is when Mark comes home.
Jill walks the children to a bench at the corner to await Daddy's arrival. Such excitement!

Next post: North Carolina.



 

spring puttering

Time has come.

Dig out green yard clogs.

Grab a camera.

Fill the bird feeder.
Tiptoe into the chilly dusk.

Tramp across grass, beaten down by relentless winter 

and beginning to green.

 

 

Hug close to the flower beds,

 squat lower and lower

and spot new green:

swollen daffodil shoots poking up through the brown.

 

 

And deep purple!

Tiny Siberian iris

bursting and proudly showing like royalty

amid the common browns,

leftover leaves.

 

Spring.

She's on her way!