Time for a new Porch, Dear Ones,
Be sure to read the last posts on Porch #1120.
I'm hoping this lovely spring pic will prod Mother Nature to leave the snow storms behind and let the Earth renew herself. When I was a child, beautiful spring flowers were magical to me. I lived in an historic part of town and there was an irrigation ditch which ran below my school and behind a lot of big old beautiful homes. There was a trail along the ditch and I loved to walk it, gathering wild flowers for my Mom. I also loved looking at the yards of the big homes with their cultivated flowers in bloom. In the summertime, the ditch provided hours of fun as my friends and I played games of imagination. My favorite was playing Indians. I wore moccasins all summer. We also floated toy boats on the ditch. When it ran fast, we had to run to keep up. We knew nothing about exercise. All we knew was that we were having fun.
Hope everydobby has a great day.