Dear Liza,
We got to walk through the neighborhood yesterday, on our way to Whole Foods for groceries. Our last two days of bright sunshine have encouraged all the flowers!
The bees are going nuts, too, though they were skittish and wouldn’t let me get close enough to take their pictures. However, this solid brick of azalea blooms was very patient.
Up on Ankeny Street in a poetry box, I found this very personal poem. If I had seen it on Mother’s Day, it would have felt cruel and bruising. But today I am stronger and can see it as beautiful.
Feelings are such delicate balances between joy and melancholy, sweet memories and frightful hauntings, it is a miracle we maintain as well as we do. I only really appreciate joy when I have pulled out of a dark hole and can sigh with relief at my freedom.
Thanks, Momma.
Love,
Grandma Judy
Dear Liza 
Wonderful colors in these photos, especially that azalea shrub. Colors are starting to pop up here in Maryland, and I’m very glad for them and spring’s warmth.
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Hi, Dave! Thanks for Ose pictures were from last year. In Portland 2021, we are still grey and cold… but buds are on the way!
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