I woke up this morning thinking of geraniums.
We lived in Connecticut and had a window where the sun streamed in all winter.
I filled it with geraniums. They were beautiful.
You could be playing outside in the snow on the coldest of days
and there they would sit, in the window, in all their glory.
Spring is in the air as I fondly remember my window box of geraniums....
image created by me in Florence