i wrote my own daffodil story last year. this year, an excerpt from someone else. it reads rather nicely aloud, if you’re in the spirit: Yes, a favourite flower must be a spring flower–there…
i’m swimming in work over here and need to take a little bit of time away from this space to concentrate on work that comes with deadline. but i thought i’d pop by to…
i’ve had more evening meetings than i can count lately. but after last night’s i was sent me home with a whole tangle of forsythia to help cheer up the place. i can’t wait…