Spring Flowers

This post is dedicated to my sister in snow-locked Edmonton whose delight in a small vase of hothouse daffodils wrenches my heart. I took these photos this afternoon on my walk home from our community centre (where, by the way, there were dozens of people out jogging, walking their dogs, playing baseball, frisbee and rugby).






I love spring because it seems to signal the renewing of a sense of community. People are brought together by warm weather while winter seems to keep us cozy and separated in the islands of our homes.

Milly came for a visit and thoughtfully brought these pink buds.

Favourited Spring Activities

Yesterday my sister, niece, boyfriend and I tried to swing like monkeys on a jungle gym. It's more difficult than I remember. But playing with exuberant enthusiasm is just as fun as it was when I was 10.

Welome, Spring. You make me feel young again.