They protrude like tiny yellow trumpets
along the road and through the woods,
announcing Holy Week.
Every spring they emerge randomly
among the briars and draping over
the tops of dead-looking trees...
1. Yellow trumpets silently reminding me
that the He has come and will come again.
2.Laughter of little boys as they chase each other in clover.
3. Actually finding a four-leaf clover!!
4.Buzzing of bumblebee wings.
5. All the work Andy put into helping start my little blueberry patch!
Grace to you,
