Sunday morning bliss.
She puckers up for a kiss.
Spring blooms bright with love.
After a back breaking April blizzard last weekend, today we sought rest.
And our place in the sun.
I think we found it.
Sun, you are my friend.
Light you bring, the warmth you send.
Autumn blooms in joy.
This day can’t be ruff.
With some sun, it’s rarely tough.
Show us your best smile.
Spring blooms with a smile.
Sunny days bring thoughts of May.
Patiently we wait.
Sun brings thoughts of spring.
Smiles return, so sorely missed.
Bliss blooms with the warmth.
With sunny sides up,
Some will always choose to shine.
Blooming, such a gift.