Spring is slowly starting to spread her wings for Tennessee. Giving us a taste of her and then folding her wings and letting old man winter continue to harass us. Quite rude if you ask me but I'll forgive her.
I can not wait until I can go barefoot everywhere,
stay outside playing basketball until nine or ten,
play hide-and-go-seek in the dark,
sit on the porch sucking popsicles,
push my friends in the lake,
fly of of tubes,
camp with my best friends.
Obviously, I have quite a long list of things I want to do but until spring decides that she is here to stay I'll have to be content with this. Blooming flowers and a little girl wishing on a dandelion.
There is something magical about the feeling that wishing on a dandelion gives you that no star could ever evoke. Thank you, Lord for dandelions and little girls.