A New-Old Skirt and Another of Spring's Highlights

The mustard flower. It's back and it's gloriousness is everywhere. My poor husband has to play audience to my spirited gasping everytime we're in the car together. And of driving, well, I shouldn't do it when the hills are so abundant with gold. That's all I'll say about that.

Gianna and I took a lovely stroll the other day through one of our favorite spots, now spun with gold but only for another week or so. We'll go back today and soak up more before it's gone. Here she'd discovered a caterpillar friend, one of her own favorite parts about spring. Magical to her.


The skirt she's wearing is an old one I'd found unfinished when changing the seasonal clothes out. It was to be a slip under last year's Easter dress, but I never hemmed it. So a simple blind hem was added and a new skirt was made for this year. Gianna loves this one...I'd gathered a ton of fabric so last year's dress would pouf out, so it twirls like a dream.

And there she goes, off to explore. This photograph renders me in a place I'm coming to know more and more as she grows. Only twelve more springs with her this close....