Well, there are tales to tell – another night.

How the cherry branches came to flutter around the window, the snow that favored us with a visit to celebrate the mercurial skies of April, and where our new window will be.  It’s more than enough for one night’s work and I need to reserve some energy for packing and doing dishes and packing some more.

But I didn’t miss our birthdays, darling.  This bounty is for us – brought home as budding twigs, ready to take a little warmth and turn it into Spring.  Nothing more is needed – just the light, the warmth, and time.  We have all three, my dearest dear.  And further Springs to come.

All my love, honey.  Happy Birthday.