A Week Away

Spring is just a week away; I hope it is sunny on that day. I hope the birds are singing, and the bells of Spring are ringing. I hope there are clouds in the sky, as the bees flutter on by.

I hope the trees are on bloom, and the smell of the flowers brightens up a room. I hope the stars will shine at night, and the moon gives off her light in flight.

As Spring greets us on that day, we know that Easter is almost on the way. The smell of Spring will be in the air, and in seven months we will be looking forward to going to the fair. But until then let’s greet Spring as she comes on in and look forward for the fun to begin. It only comes but once a year, so let’s enjoy her while she is here.

Happy Spring!

Spring Beauties

Flowers in the Springtime makes the earth look so pretty. They have their own fragrance that they give off to make the atmosphere smell good. Looking at the flowers that grows around me, and knowing I did not have to plane them makes them even more beautiful. I love flowers, they make me happy. I enjoy picking them to make flower arrangements to put in my house, or just smelling them.

Flowers just makes everything better in my opinion. I am so glad God created them. I think I will pick some later on this evening and add them to those I have in the bathroom. I just might pick some and put them on the kitchen counter after I redo my table to make it look good.

Whether flowers are real, or artificial, they are still pretty, but with the artificial flowers, I can make them smell how I want them to smell of them every day. Real flowers smell how they are supposed to smell every day. If I could, I would just plant roses, but if I did, I suppose I would not have any outside, they all would be picked to be pit into a vase, and put all over my house. I just got an idea on where to put some flowers in a place where I have not put any. I think I will put some in my sunroom, they will make it smell good, and I could get some artificial flowers to put in there to.

I always wanted to own a flower shop where I would be surrounded by flowers and the smell of them. Maybe one day it will happen. I have my eyes on one that is around the corner, down the street where I live. I can see my name of the window written with flowerful letters. I would be able to bring a smile to someone’s face every day.