Companions

Companions

This Redbud seems to float….

“I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.” William Wordsworth

Mary Jo S-V, “Spring flowers in Crete.”

Isn’t this Wisteria magical!
