I’m feeling a bit down today.  Nothing’s wrong, so it might be the rainy weather, or the fact that my daughter has awakened me too early the last few mornings or the wait for our adoption. 

Whatever it is, this inspires me.  

Even when my day has gone to pot, or I’m feeling like a failure, whenever I get out in nature I feel a little bit better.  I guess you could say nature is my therapist. 

The poppies are my favorite.  They’re psychedelic red and look like big ruffled cabaret skirts.  If I ever move, I’m taking these with me. 

The view from under the willow.  When the branches grow low, you might call this our sanity room.

Baby sunflowers.  Can’t wait until August when they turn into giant suns.

I love the raindrops on the flowers. I think I feel a song coming on…

…raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens….

Stop me now or I’ll be singing this the rest of the day.