The official start of summer is not until June 20. In Colorado, we need to savor each season. Winter can drag on, while spring passes (or seems to) in the blink of an eye. This weekend, my husband and I visited our adventurous friends on the Western Slopes. I was amazed by their wonderful flower garden. The iris is the epitome of a spring flower. I threw in photos of other flowers for a variety of texture and color, but really the iris is my favorite.
Life has been spinning along at far too swift a pace. It's time to stop to smell the roses, irises, poppies, columbines, or whatever flower draws you close.
In writing news, I received notice that Alfred Hitchcock Mystery Magazine plans to buy another one of my short stories. It may be next year before it is published, but rest assured I will let you know when it appears. The July/August issue, available now, features a story by Jason Half, who was a guest on my blog two weeks ago.
Join me for a spring moment with my slideshow below, courtesy of our friends' garden. Oh, and scenery shots of an old volcano cone, just for fun. Yes, this is in Colorado.
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