Dear Liza,
The world has exploded with color here in Portland! We are still getting some rain, but temperatures are up and it looks like I will be able to get some things planted in my garden plot early next week.
Meanwhile, here is a song, written by dear Laurel Bloombaum years ago, about rainbows.
When sun shines through raindrops,
an arc of hope is seen.
Red on top, orange , yellow
and green.
Indigo blue
and violet too.
Down come the colors of promise to you.
Happy birthday, dear Liza, and happy spring!
Love,
Grandma Judy
Dear Liza 