I remembered the yellow bells. There’s something about yellow that always shines, no matter its surroundings. It’s good to see that you’re getting some spring, too. It coming on with a vengeance here, now. Last week’s rain seems to have encouraged everything.
They are precious. I have noticed that those first wildflowers stay very close to the same schedule every year, changed only when there is a significant amount of snow on the ground as there was this time of March of 2014. They seem to provide reassurance that the world will awaken from winter’s sleep and begin life again.
It’s nice to see flowers. Spring is happening a little faster there this year. We had snow showers yesterday but the maples are flowering and there are crocus and snowdrops to be seen, so spring is coming.