I love the temperate weather when the flowers start popping up. This is something I miss where I live now. I spent twelve years in England. I enjoyed the serene snowy winter, especially at night. The stillness has a magical quality to it.
But when the snows and icicles give way to the warmer weather, my delight is to see new growth pushing their way up through the earth. Then the green sprouts into colours…. And voila!
My next joy is to see how creative people make use of these blooms. Isn’t this one lovely?
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