Gasp! Whose garden is THAT?! ;-)
The Tree Streets are awash in color. Spring blooms are ever changing. Like mini-motion pictures, they're here for a few weeks and gone in a flash, making room for exciting new features. Oh, the common threads we share! I feel like a spring bloom, alive with one idea from each moment to the next, eager for what the summer has in store. The Glediator rolls his eyes as I flutter about, enrolling in school, taking guitar lessons, interning in recording studios, revamping the back yard. I can't sit still no matter how hard I try. "Do what you want. You will anyways!" is Gleddy's mantra for me. We laugh, but secretly he knows that he is exactly the same - always a bee in his bonnet. However, the Glediator does not wear bonnets; just a really dirty Red Sox baseball hat.