Once Upon A Summer
Family, I know and believe are your roots to reality. You can be anything you want with them. You are nothing at all, without. Some are born, some are found. Some are adopted, some are adapted to. All said and done, it is always nice to come back home.
A happy bunch of Coppersmith Barbets made for a picture perfect moment. This tree is right opposite my living room and was just beginning to rise from its slumber to welcome Spring. I couldn’t resist going clickity click.