We had a winter with more snow and ice and no thaw in between storms than has ever occurred as far as anyone in our area can recall. For 2-1/2 months our yard was buried and Dave shoveled just a path from the front steps to the driveway ... that was it... nada, zero, nothing else. We all had much concern about flowers and how they would manage to survive, what our yards would look like when this wild winter had passed. What we discovered was that the flowers were incubated; no icy wind to burn the ground and kill their roots and bulbs. As soon as the snow melted, they started popping up like crazy little creatures that wanted to see the sun and relish its presence. Last Friday I decided to take some shots in our front yard. AND, by the way, I'm a purple freak, and a rock addict. That will be obvious to anyone who didn't know that already. Welcome to my world!
I always think these little ones are smiling at me and want attention. I always give them a sweet blessing as I walk past. Just love them.
My 5-yr old grandson, Jamie, carried this rock from the backyard for me and told me this was his favorite, so I made sure it was in an obvious place under the tree in the front and had a bright little flower right in front of it. Anything to try to build a generational love for rocks and flowers.
I refer to this one as one of my "Rock Stars." The delightful textures don't show well enough in the photo, but it makes me grin every time. I was so excited when the snow melted and I could see this piece of beauty right next to my front steps.
And then, of course, there are daffodils. Lovely, enjoyable, filled with promise and hope for the seasons to come.
My blog posting is usually based on seriously serious or provoking thoughts -- not this time.
Wanted to share the following:
SPRING IS HERE!
The HUMIDITY is NOT!!
OH, HAPPY DAY!