Every Day Life

Pink sky. Pretty sky.

Fluffy cotton candy sky.

It's March.

Time for fresh flowers.

~~~~~~~~~~

Where do all the daisies go?

I know, I know!

Underneath the snow they creep,

Nod their little heads and sleep;

In the spring-time out they peep:

That is where they go.

~ Isabella F. Bellows, from The Nursery Stories

An afternoon nap for the old man.

Love this dog.