I wish all of you blessings on this Easter weekend. I’ll miss coloring eggs, but the colors in this changing Aspen remind me of all the colors of change and what is Easter if not the ultimate change? Snow has given way here to a blanket of bright yellow dandelions so we can all find out if we like butter and then, when the time is right, blow away the seeds to make a wish and start the cycle all over again.

Our new mulberry tree seems to be settling in and though our recently transplanted rhubarb is showing some cold burn in the leaves, I think both those plants will like it here too. As soon as the nurseries get their fruit trees in, we’ll add another peach and plum and maybe some hackberry as they are supposed to grow well here.

My Jess is still in the midst of winter, but I know that Sam is hopeful spring will bring the  two characters together in my new novel. Sometimes I guess we all get mired down in the labels others pin to us, but I feel strongly that Jess will eventually break free of hers.

Happy Easter!