Often last winter I did not expect to see another spring
yet here it is, in all it's glory
even without the ability to care for my garden,
it gives me joy after joy
anemones have been more glorious than ever
all winter long I had things flowering
to feed any bee brave enough
to venture out
I had so much blossom from white to deep pink
that I could shake the trees over visiting children
hand have them dancing around in veritable
snowfalls of petals
tulips have gone crazy and multiplied like rabbits
even Kookie was astonished
at this fringed variety
only my daffodils turned their backs on me
but glowed like stars in a midnight sky
to light up an overgrown patch of garden.
Please forgive me for only sporadic visiting.
I find it hard to sit at the computer
and enjoy so very much when YOU pop by.
and I Heart Macro