Season Change Lover Pillows

It's officially spring

Snow flake

"Stop the drama. Take that wig off and wait 'till spring like everyone else."

How to cope in Los Angeles vs. New York

"What's that smell, girl? Is it spring?"

"Isn't it about time to switch from your warm-weather chair to your cold-weather chair?"

"It's her first snowman."

Leaves falling from a roof garden.

Can you guess what it is yet?

Toy skier jumps from snow globe to miniature winter scene.

Baseball teams have just opened their spring training camps! I love this time of year when anything is possible in the upcoming season. Maybe one day before the season ends, I'll be at the stadium and stand with the crowd as we anticipate the game's final out! I'll be thrilled if I go to a game and the catchers and home plate umpire are the only ones needing to wear a mask. This could be a special season. If things work out, fans everywhere will feel like winners no matter how their favorit

Spring/Summer/Winter

Season's Greetings and a Prosperous New Year.

Now we wait for the snow.

I hate the spring ritual of not being able to wear a bulky sweater to cover the weight I've gained during the winter.

"I hear that march is coming in like a lineman and out like a lamb...I just wanted to be prepared."

It's so nice outside I'm recording the Weather Channel to watch next winter!

Spring time!

'I totally forgot what I was looking for.'

Autumn

Children's Messages and Lists for Santa Clause

Bear hibernating with seasonal alarm-clock next to bed.

They call me the Groundhog of Love. Romantically speaking, I can bring you an early spring. But if you see my shadow, you can expect six weeks of stalking.

"And so it begins!"

"Like they say. . . the shadow knows!"

'Would you consider being best man at our wedding?'

'I love Christmas. . . but Halloween tastes better.'

Neighbors tossing leaves over fence.

Hello October

"Don't you dare!"

The other 364 days of the year.

Ingenuity

Terror Strikes A Leaf Funeral

Due to a slight hearing problem, history does not remember Doug and Gary, chicken herders of Bethlehem.

Autumn