Day 366 Bluebells Again
Daily Note
Every day, a photograph, a poem.
I could not resist one more picture and poem about the bluebells I wait for each spring– they pop up just to the left of the foot bridge headed towards the park. I’m sure there will be more as the grey dirt turns green and blue.
Bluebells Again
Remember the day
Sheri Edwards
they first peeked through to the sun;
bluebells are sprouting.
031521 07436521
Poetry / Photography
Note: I numbered my March 15, 2021 blog posts incorrectly. They should be day 367 of Covid Stay Home Stay Safe.
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CLMOOC, Community Local, Photography, Poetry, Remember the Moments, Slice of Life, sol
Sheri Edwards View All
Geeky Gramma ~~
Retired Middle School Language Arts/Media Teacher ~~
Writer and Thinker~~
Art from the Heart
They really are pretty.
Thank you. I think so too!