Ivan showed me these killdeer eggs on the edge of his cornfield in Maryland. Photo by Ivan.Dad’s hay field was half grass, half dandelion—golden and then puffball—until men on big tractors came, bundled it into cabin-sized bales, and hauled it away. Photo by Elizabeth.Years ago my grandparents planted a row of lilac bushes along our lane. They must have expanded to twice their weight this spring, they were loaded so heavy with blooms. Turbo finds them delicious. Photo by Elizabeth.You don’t see these sunsets in Boston. Photo by me. Soybean just sprouted. Photo by Ivan. The sweetest smelling roses in Wisconsin bloom heavy in front of the house. Photo by Mom.In the forest among ferns, young love blooms as well. That’s Sharla and Chad. Photo by Kayla Weaver.We used to ask Mom every spring if we could go barefoot, and every spring she said we could when we saw a robin, a bumble bee, and a dandelion. Photo by Sharla.“I’m looking over a four-leaf clover I overlooked before. One leaf is sunshine, the second is rain, third is the roses that grow in the lane. No need explaining, the one remaining is somebody I adore…” That’s Jeff and Lavina lying in the clover. Lyrics by Mort Dixon. Photo by Lavina.
Lots of natural beauty and love here, especially the couples. Now where is Luci and Ivan, I wonder.
Nice…
Yes, country beauty indeed!!
Country and city each have their own beauties. I prefer living in the country though. Enjoyed the pictures.