Spring Has Sprung!

My grandfather used to say:

Spring has sprung,
The grass is riz.
I wonder where the flowers is?

I’ve just been browsing the internet and have found various versions involving birds, but this is the way Grandpa used to say it, so this is the spring poem for me!

And I’ll answer it, too: The flowers is outside!

The snowdrops are finished, the daffodils are finished. The wild iris and lilies of the valley are blooming their pretty little heads off, and the creeping phlox … well, just LOOK at it!

frontphloxAin’t that a pip?

It’s Tuesday, so I’m posting at Fatal Foodies with a veggie wrap thing.

Tomorrow is the first day of Story A Day May! It’s also the first of the month, which means a new Hot Flash. It’s also Wednesday, so I have to work food into the first daily story. Anything to keep life simple, eh?

A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: What would your main character do with a brick?



I was born in Louisville, Kentucky, but now live in the woods in southern Indiana. Though I only write fiction, I love to read non-fiction. The more I learn about this world, the more fantastic I see it is.

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