Flower Press

by Bonnie Pockley

‘There is a pleasure in the pathless woods;
There is a rapture on the lonely shore;
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in it’s roar:
I love not man the less, but Nature more…’
-Lord Byron

Spring has definitely sprung in this neck of the woods. Everything is blooming, everything is fragrant and lovely. These are some of the pretties I’ve picked on my walks with the little ones.