The First Day of Spring From My Front Door
It's been a beautiful day, the perfecting beginning to this beautiful season. This morning, I was greeted with the lovely lavender blossoms from my potted azalea. One of the signs of spring that most registers in my mind from my childhood was the sight of massive old azaleas in bloom off our breezeway. There was an old wrought iron gate that you could walk through and walk between the two blooming bushes. You had to be fast, though, because the bees were busy swarming, also enjoying the fragrant pink blossoms. The bushes grew so large that they touched you as you walked along the path. I wonder how many hours I spent swinging on that gate and enjoying the sights and sounds around me or just daydreaming. Here, we are unable to grow azaleas in the ground due to our soil. So, I have a lovely Encore dwarf azalea in a pot. It was a gift from our friend Nancy, so it is special to me for several reasons...