I was paging through my photo library when I should have been working and stumbled upon this photo taken seven months ago.
It made me think of sweet, tender late spring mornings, and not surprisingly, the sharp taste of new radishes dipped in cream cheese that has been flavored with green onion or chives.
It's still cold in Wisconsin. But every February, there is a day when I sense within my being an attitude shift. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel and I can feel spring on the way. I feel lighter.
In a week or so, the mourning doves will return and begin their early morning cooing from the roof of the old horse barn.
Meanwhile, my gratitute to all those who have posted here in the last few days when I've been too busy to do much Internet travel. You are the best!