Spring blooms…

Some of the beautiful Springtime blooms in Washington, D.C.    

Dance in the rain

My appreciation of flowers came from my mom’s passion for plants. She even named me after a flower, Dahlia. From very young, mom had her hands in our small garden. She wore those cutesy floral cotton garden gloves and enriched the soil with old coffee grounds and egg shells way before composting became popular. She

Season of Hope

Spring, a season of nature’s beauty, renewal and hope. It’s a reminder that life = constant change. All things grow …and come to pass. Although I feel devastated these days, since my mom’s diagnosis of stage 4 Pancreatic Cancer. I know it too will all pass. A phrase my mom has always used “this too

Signs of Spring

It’s always beautiful to see blooming flowers at the NYC street markets. During stressful times in life it’s important to continue to look for, and be thankful for daily blessings. Life goes on…

Just remember…

in the Winter far beneath the bitter snow Lies the seed That with the sun’s love In the Spring Becomes the rose… TY JM

Simplicity