1. The surprise of a bright yellow forsythia growing wild in the woods.
2. Each Monday has us driving through some old neighborhoods in Salem. The tended lawns, comfortable old homes with mature trees, and friendly sidewalks create an inviting atmosphere. If we ever decided to move closer into a town and give up the country life, this would be a nice alternative.
3. I bend over an old mirror to paint its frame. I am forced to see myself in the reflection and find it disconcerting. I'd rather paint in solitude and not see myself for company.
Good old forsythia!
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