Thursday, March 27, 2008


It occurred to me on my drive home, when white-tree-petals floated down to the pavement before me, that they were like God's confetti, thrown. The birds in the branches, His little noisemakers. My party hat, the thinking cap He gave me to wear. And I could pin the tail on the donkey-driver behind me who thinks I go too slowly down this lane. God throws one heck of a party called Spring.

3 Things not left unsaid:

Jacqui G said...

What an evocative and lovely photo!
You look exquisite - almost expect you to have fairy ears :)

Gretchen said...

Such beautiful words. I do hope you're still working on your book. You have such a talent.

Jackie said...

Beautiful! The picture, the words. All of it, just beautiful.