Could it be spring again? Has one moment really shifted to the next and the next and the next until here, almost April? A month of birth and beginning upon us, such grace! A photograph is a something and a nothing all at once. It's time standing still, just some pixels, just some paper. But more too! Our best family photographs should bring us hope of good things to come and gratitude for the things which have been. This collection I forgot to share last April. They filled me up this morning, burning warm still the memories of the warm earth and blossoming flowers.