Between the little flowers on the trees, the new green leaves, the blue sky, and the birds, I seem to always be looking up. Except of course, when I’m working the gardens.
The weather in Maine is supposed to be fine this weekend. Shannon and the dogs are coming over on Sunday—Mike, alas, has to work. Shannon and Clif will cook me a Mother’s Day brunch, something I look forward to every year. (If only Dee lived closer!) Pictures will follow next week.
In the meantime, a very happy Mother’s Day to all mothers.