Springtime represents many new, fresh things: rebirth, fresh starts, happier days, youth, hope. I have been negligent in my blog posts this winter due mostly to multiple major projects happening at the same time in my life. I am humbled finding that during my absense I have increased in “likes” and followers. I admit that your positive responses inspire me to keep posting since my purpose of this blog is to share nature’s wonders.
The Crocus in the foreground has appeared each spring in my posts. It was the first bulb planted when we bought our home 30 years ago and it faithfully brightens spirits when winter’s toll has me yearning for a sign of spring. This avid gardeners has planted more Crocus over the years. But this one old Crocus holds a special place in my heart each time it re-appears. Seeing an old, fathful friend offers a warmth that new discoveries cannot quite match.
