" A single crocus blossom ought to be enough
to convince our heart that springtime, no matter
how predictable, is somehow a gift,
gratuitous, gratis, a grace.
This is probably my shortest post on record. I don't have much of a post ready this week, it's been busy. But I had to pop in to say hello and to show you the crazy gorgeousness happening in my still mostly brown and winter-worn garden.
These tiny scraps of colour are enough to make me sing . . . like the birds who are warbling for all their worth these days. And my heart skips like a child playing hop-scotch at the sheer delight in these purple wonders on this wildly cool and windy Saturday.
" Where flowers bloom,
so does hope. "
LADY BIRD JOHNSON
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On that note, I'm wishing you a wonder-full day.
Dear Brenda, those tiny scraps of color are fabulous, especially since it is snowing here. And yes, "where flowers bloom so does hope." Have a lovely weekend, my friend. Hugs!ReplyDelete
Thanks for sharing those gorgeous flowers.ReplyDelete
So, so lovely! It only takes a little thing . . .ReplyDelete
It's incredible to see such beautiful divine creations are all free.They just are waiting in their little coin to be seen and appreciated.I'm gratefull.ReplyDelete
Such a joy, however tiny.ReplyDelete
Thank you for these. Lifted my spirits immensely. 💜💜ReplyDelete
thanks for a bright cheerful post-love those spring flowers-our spring is in full swing here in the high mountain desert with temps of 80 normal and all leaves popping out and a few blossoms.ReplyDelete
What a thrill to see those early gorgeous pops of color after a long hard winter! Spring indeed is a gift and a grace, lovely!ReplyDelete
Those first pops of beautiful colour are so welcomed and so treasured. Gifts from our Heavenly Father.ReplyDelete
Lovely crocus! Such a beautiful early gift of spring here in Pennsylvania. They make me smile and know that spring has truly arrived!ReplyDelete