S'more Pix & a Little Poem

St. Patricks Day has come and gone

It was filled with food and friends to bond

Those we love in funny hats, you know the kind that ties?

But now, at last, Spring has arrived, with rolling hills and butterflies.

It brings the making of fairies too, with daddy

And a bird or two

Then comes the game of hide and seek and little girls in lots of pink

So does the blooming of flowers give Spring its true meaning?

Nope, it's pasty white legs, bruised from EXTREME Spring cleaning!!!!