Find Me In The Flowers
An early morning brings both bright spring sun and a yard cast of thousands. Softly cooing doves and mocking birds dipping in bird baths like a winged baptism, buzzing bees gather at the womb of purple sage, barking dogs rolling around in freshly cut grass exposing their chubby bells to the open sky, lizards peeking their leathery bobble head out from the shade of old bark trees scoping out droplet of water for first drink. The roses are tender, fragrant,…