Today I am celebrating what I see on a lot of blogs...wordless Wednesday; but in my case I am celebrating it literally. You see about 2 days ago I lost my voice and it's been replaced by a squeaky, half whispered thingee quite unlike my real one.
When others do 'hear' me they mostly have 1 of 2 reactions; shock and concern or laughter. They all know that being wordless is REALLY not a normal state for me.
Wishing you health and many blessings, Aimee
Photos: field daisies, pussy willows, the leaves of one of the miniature roses (they never really seemed to lose their leaves this winter), praecox rhodendron (imagine a big bush covered in these beauties), first dandelion (well at least the first one I found), leftover storm 'damage' (or an opportunity for a photo-what is hard to see is that this cone is tightly wedged in there)