
For some reason, and I won’t define it, I cannot wait for Spring. To see the new shoots appear on all the trees, especially my bonsai. To feel the magic return, for right now it seems lost forever…
For some reason, and I won’t define it, I cannot wait for Spring. To see the new shoots appear on all the trees, especially my bonsai. To feel the magic return, for right now it seems lost forever…
Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
January and February are the months of deep winter (cold, dark and damp) which test many folks’ spirits. Yet the world turns in its continuation around the Sun and thus will the seasons change.
Thinking of you Jaye and Anita….Take care both.
Roger
We are doing our best, Roger. Can’t wait for results on Thursday…
That’s the thing about the Seasons, will we or nil we, they turn up eventually. 🙂
Big hugs m’dear.
I’m usually more patient, but this year not so much… I hope there isn’t another reason for this…
Hello Jaye, How are you and your sister Anita? I hope she is better now.❤
I’m exhausted, and slow progress with Anita. Thank you so much for asking! 💕
I’m sorry for you two, love you very much. You have to look after yourseft Jaye. Have you got anyone to help you so you can have a rest…I mean a care taker.❤
The family do try, bless them… so I’m not managing single handed…
I feel better to know that Jaye, Send my regards to your family. I would wish you get well Jaye.❤
One day, I hope we can look back at this and smile…