I came across a lovely phrase, “sky like a pale silk dress,” in a poem called Happiness by Barbara Crooker. It reminded me of this colored pencil drawing of a party dress. Just wanted to share some-thing pretty after having that scowling carved head posted for so long. Spring is finally showing her soft, green face so we can look forward to porches with incense and wind chimes, and flower gardens with hummingbirds. And my son’s wedding this summer…sweet!