Or a dandelion discarded by a child at play . . .
And ALWAYS the pure, innocence of my children's eyes.
Today after picking up Big D from school, we took snacks and milk to the park. The skies were dark and it was cool. After a hurried snack, we explored the trail and took the above pictures. What tugged at my heart strings was holding my sweet babes' warm little hands, collecting all their flower-offerings and sharing with them all the little signs that the earth is preparing to renew its splendor. Listening for frogs, blowing dandelion fluff, finding strawberry vines crawling along the ground . . .