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For the Winter Weary

I feel a bit left out in the winter when bloggers post gorgeous winter pictures.  Smallville gets some cold days but the mound of leaves on the pool cover, the puddle at the end of the driveway... and brown, everywhere brown do not make interesting subjects for the camera.

But spring comes and it is my turn to share beauty as snow slushes in the north. Seventeen last week, seventy this weekend.  Peepers roar from the ponds and the puddles and a warm wind blows.  The forsythia buds ...

Forsythia
...and the daffodils burst forth through the brown leaves and light a spark in the brown woods.
Spring sparks
Hang on, you who are winter weary...spring is just around the corner.
Daffodils

Comments

Thank you for this- what beautiful signs of life!
Unknown said…
From the land of ice and snow, this is Gray Skies checking in. Daffodils. What an awesome sight.

Love you,

GP
God's girl said…
Yeah come spring!!!
much love,
ANgela
tammi said…
Okay, now I'm just jealous. Plain and simple. We're at LEAST two months away from seeing the earliest blooms of any kind.

Those are beautiful, though. What a great burst of colour in a drab and dull season!
Unknown said…
Love daffodils! They are beautiful.
Not sure I'll see any around here although we have greenery all around.

Glad it's warmed up a bit.

Kim

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