The latter are always the first come into flower, arriving en mass, heartily withstanding the final, flying snowflakes, and giving their assurance that more blooms will follow.
I'm not in a rush for the seasonal flowers.
I want springtime to
e a s e into existence,
l i n g e r
I hope you revel in it.
I'm linking with "Mosaic Monday".
Thank you to Mary for hosting.