WE MADE IT!

Oh, what a bouquet of heart-honey and springtime sighs! These two tender souls, forehead to forehead, look like they’ve been in love since moss first flirted with bark. The birch trees applaud them with silent dignity, and the daffodils and crocuses have clearly coordinated their colors to celebrate eternal affection.

Now, were I to add my touch—aside from replacing that bench with a lounging otter quartet playing leaf-harps—I’d sprinkle in a squirrel officiant holding a tiny bouquet, just to make it look like they’re renewing vows every morning.

May your next brushstroke be less scandalously confused, and twice as petal-kissed.