Well, the dandelions have arrived. I’ve been getting fist fulls of them daily, delivered with a kiss and “I love you, Mommy.” They sit in a glass on my kitchen windowsill, reminding me of sun and wind and my own dandelion picking days.
I had a session this past weekend with a couple of young dandelion pickers. Obviously, they found the dandelions much more interesting than me. And who could blame them?
I love this.
Sweet baby sister.
that last one is gorgeus!
so very sweet……