I’ve begun another of my spring “Tulips”.
Here’s a small bouquet for a Monday morning.
“There sat the dog, with the eyes as large as teacups, staring at him”
Not just another column.
Crisp meets fluid in “Tulips – Violet Morning”.
Today’s post is an old sketch where I attempted to see the “Forest for the Trees”.
Today is the first day of spring, “Might as well Jump”.