I spent the weekend makin' memories. That's the thing I've always loved about spring. The beautiful weather and the chance for new adventure. Growin' up in Texas you're bound to have memories of every Spring puttin' on your nicest dress and takin' pictures in a field of Bluebonnets.
One of my neighbors had Bluebonnets that grew wild all over her yard. She would scold us neighborhood children if we even looked at her yard wrong. And don't you dare think about walkin' through her yard in the Winter. Ms. Linda, the neighbor, has long since passed but I know she's still with us. I see her in each Bluebonnet I pass. I hear her when the petals rustle. Her smile is as bright as the Texas sun.