Spring is just beginning where we are, but I am so longing to be outdoors, in the sunshine, barefoot, with flowers blooming all around, dazzling my wondering eyes. The burst of spring documented in this post won't be here in New England for six weeks or more. But I can experience it now through the eyes of my nephew, in this posting from last spring.
Take me outside! Take me out of the stroller or sling and let me touch spring!
Let me reach out with one finger to touch this eye-popping, velvety red azalea.
I love this leaf so much I want to pull it off, put it in my mouth, and find out more about it.
I bring my hands together, gently, gently, to touch these candle-like blossoms.
And when you bring lilac close to me, I am amazed. Light, softness, and fragrance. I'm going to need a nap after this. And my dreams are going to be breathtaking.
This adorable little butterball is my nephew and Godson. I love him. Take your baby outside like his Daddy did, and let him touch spring.