Where is she?

Where is Spring in all of her glory?

Faithfully, I await her color,

her warmth,

her fragrance,

her brand-new life.

(today's paintings)

Come on Spring.

You are dastardly LATE.

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Recent conversation at the Doctor's...

Doctor: Lucy....that is one of my top 5 favorite names. Did you know that? Did you know that the oldest girl in the family is always the smartest?(He actually told my other(older) daughter that once apon a time too.)

Lucy looked up at him with a face like...do you even know what you are saying to me old man?

Then I said...

Annie: Ummm, she is not the oldest.

Doctor: But is she the oldest girl?

Annie: Nope.

Lucy: Kandus is the oldest. I am second oldest.

Doctor: Oh, but I can tell you are smart. Where did you get those beautiful eyes?.....

For a small moment I felt bad for the guy. He was in an awkward situation.

In this case, flattery was not the sincerest form of acknowledgement.