Colors

One of my complaints about Bickleton in spring, besides the fact that spring apparently never comes to Bickleton, is the lack of colors. There are few flowers--because of the deer, most people don't even try to plant around here. And there are no blossoming trees, which I sorely miss about Portland springs.

My wonderful husband brought home some color--a bouquet of flowers. Which is quite a feat in a town where no flowers are sold.

But yesterday the drizzling spring day found a way to bring a little color to the beige landscape.