After a weekend of drenching rain, the sun came out and so the signs of spring. Only 5 days to go to my favorite season.
For me, spring is the season of hope: little buds daring to pop up above the ground litter and add color to the gray and brown bleakness. Life reborn.
Below: It's only March, but the trees look like they're almost ready to leaf out.
For me, spring is the season of hope: little buds daring to pop up above the ground litter and add color to the gray and brown bleakness. Life reborn.
Below: It's only March, but the trees look like they're almost ready to leaf out.
Below: A couple of views of the crocuses in the garden next door, now in full bloom!
Below: Look at how much my little jonquils have grown since my last post!
2 comments:
I love flowers....I wish your photos are bigger .....I have this habit of smelling flowers...love, love spring.
I do agree that spring is the season of hope. And what better way to symbolize this than the flowers. Love the crocuses.
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