Spring is in the air.

Well, spring is certainly here. I took bonny for a walk this morning and all the spring bulbs are in full bloom, they look so beautiful. I have a potted hyacinth here and the perfume is just divine. 

Spring time always evokes memories of the past for me, I guess that's because I've always been around gardens my entire life. As a small child my grandmother always made sure she had her variety of bulbs ready for springtime in her small garden. If I close my eyes I can still smell their perfume and can actually smell the air from that garden and hear the wind blowing through the two tall trees she had planted there. How I loved that garden, mind you it was nothing grand but it was always full of surprises with little statues of garden gnomes popping their sometimes scary faces out from the plants and I also remember the two brown lion statues she had perched on the verandah. They were there for many years originally coming from a carnival prize she had won many years before. But most of all I think I remember that garden

because it was a safe haven to come back to when I went away. After all it was home.❤