Spring in the mountains of Colorado is a tentative thing. Slow coming and deceptive. We'll have a glorious day where it's well into the 60's, and the next day we have to huddle around the fireplace while a ferocious storm howls outside.
That was yesterday. So I added wood to the fire, and drew flowers.
Looks like the peonies that used to grow in our backyard, in Franklin, TN. Beautiful, fluffy pink things with the most glorious fragrance!!
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