Lemon Delight All Over the Place

The first week of May, the forsythia finally burst.

And an early morning sun illumined Spring tumbling off the train, her perfumed bags in hand.


Rebecca said...

Those pictures of Millie are ethereal and pure magic. Any chance you'd be willing to trade something of mine for some little branches of forsythia?

We had it at our old house and I miss it terribly!

Abigail said...

If you're coming to Millie's party, take some then, as much as you'd like!