“Today” by Billy Collins [the most popular poet in America] sums up this blessed and recently arrived Spring far better than I could craft. So I will borrow his verse for this week’s post. 
If ever there were a spring day so perfect,
so uplifted by a warm intermittent breeze
that it made you want to throw
open all the windows in the house
and unlatch the door to the canary’s cage,
indeed, rip the little door from its jamb,
a day when the cool brick paths
and the garden bursting with peonies
seemed so etched in sunlight
that you felt like taking
a hammer to the glass paperweight
on the living room end table,
releasing the inhabitants
from their snow-covered cottage
so they could walk out,
holding hands and squinting
into this larger dome of blue and white,
well, today is just that kind of day.
Yes, today was indeed pink perfection. From the most delicate blossom to the faded cheek of the Mother. In spring it is easy to celebrate the cycle. Rejoice in the renewal bursting forth from every possible branch and vine and love the pink petals where ever they may fall along our dusty path.
Nine Cent Girl 
This post is pink perfection – how fun! 🙂
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Oh my so beautiful !! Have a splendid weekend 🙂
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Fabulous reflection and the pictures are amazing.Greetings
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That statue of the Blessed Mother,who loves and watches us all…is in my front foyer.My husband,Tim,went to Chicago to take his Medical Boards and saw it in an antique shop…….He had it sent home…….and it has graced my front opening foyer ever since.
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Thanks for the story mom– love it!
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The pink petals are my favourite part of spring.
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Mine too!!! But this year, as the whole forest and field is turning green, I am falling for that hue too!
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