A definite grey day today. I still took my walk, but there was not much activity
to see or to record. Even the birds seemed to take cover from the gloom. I did notice a bunch of small holes in the
ground along my path. They looked like exit
holes for some kind of creatures, but what kind I am totally ignorant. Any ideas?
When I got back home, I decided to wash the few
dishes I had sitting in the sink. As I was washing, I glanced out the kitchen
window and saw a hint of yellow between the bottom of the garden and the
woods. I knew exactly what I was seeing…the
beginnings of my forsythia bushes flowering.
The flower buds were just breaking bud, the yellow
was only a suggestion of blossoms. I had
to get a closer look.
The yellow of the forsythia is like a sunshine
growing in the garden. I would have to wait a bit longer to get the full effect
of these happy perennials.
Next to my forsythia bushes, there is a flowering
quince. Still not in flower either, but
also giving enough pink color to know the elation is not far off.
For now, I will enjoy my many daffodil clumps in
flower throughout my gardens – many different
values of yellow and many different shapes of blossoms.
Spring is not far off. Color is returning to the farm.
And, I LOVE color!
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