As I read my favorite blogs tonight I hear the fog horns off in the distance. April showers for three days in a row is enough. Fog horns guiding the ships makes me whimsical.  My dad was in the navy for 33 years. He sailed into the Harbour many times. Whimsy.  Sentimental. As our yard gets watered this last few days I see the grass getting greener, the plants poking through the ground...I think of my mom and her garden, whimsy.. Sentimental.

April Showers Bring May.?.?.?.

As April showers bring May flowers, our family only wish that was what we were getting.. Our brother and his family. Are being sent across our country even farther away from us. We are grateful its not to Afghanistan but it makes us all sad and lonesome. The military life is hard on the family for sure!!! So as everyone waits for their new flowers to bloom, my brother and his family will be pulling up Roots yet once again.