A gift, for those who think spring will never find them........we call them wild honeysuckles ( actually a member of the azalea family) Their fragrance is sweet and light, the blossoms airy and fragile......their color varies from pure white to almost red. Yes, they grow wild in the woods here.
When I see their blooms, I know spring is here.
For many of you, tomorrow begins a holy weekend, full of hope and promise.......a weekend of family gatherings .....a weekend of promises. Blessings of peace to all of you.