The branches are heavy-laden with blossoms so thick they are snowing on Spring's new carpet. From my patio at dusk comes the velvet hum of hundreds of happy fat bumblebees ensconced in the petals of that tree.
How I envy your back porch! From my 23rd floor highrise in Beijing, the skyline daily wears a thick brown layer of pollution; my view is filled with over 50 highrise buildings and nearly 20 industrial building cranes.... From 6 am until midnight my ears ring with the sound of metal banging on metal as the countless construction sites in our area build things in preparation for the 2008 Olympics. No blossoms and no bees for me! Oh to be with you on your back porch sipping tea!
A lifelong lover of books, c. joy allen also loves playing with words on paper (or laptop). Well acquainted with the messes life can dish up, she is even more familiar with the healing ways of her God. She has been a finalist in The Crown and COTT Olympia contests. She is a member of ACFW where she currently serves as Vice President of the Virginia Chapter.
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I'm sooooo jealous. I've got actual white stuff (snow!) and you got fragrant white flowers. boo hoo.
Gorgeous!! We don't see any blooms way up here for awhile.
How I envy your back porch! From my 23rd floor highrise in Beijing, the skyline daily wears a thick brown layer of pollution; my view is filled with over 50 highrise buildings and nearly 20 industrial building cranes.... From 6 am until midnight my ears ring with the sound of metal banging on metal as the countless construction sites in our area build things in preparation for the 2008 Olympics. No blossoms and no bees for me! Oh to be with you on your back porch sipping tea!
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