In the Garden

Today, the birds were singing and the sun warmed my body, mind, and soul.

I found this patch of clover blooming in our garden. They are welcome reminders that spring is on its way.

“The afternoon is bright,
with spring in the air,
a mild March afternoon,
with the breath of April stirring,
I am alone in the quiet patio
looking for some old untried illusion –
some shadow on the whiteness of the wall
some memory asleep
on the stone rim of the fountain,
perhaps in the air
the light swish of some trailing gown.”
–   Antonio Machado