Outside, however, the plants are up as bold and brash as ever. My two little sprites went out at bedtime to take a quick peek:
Violet shows her little sister what "viowets wook wike".
They admire the dainty blue of the first forget-me-nots,
and the bossy red of the tulips.
Sweet wee hands cup this bloom so tenderly, inviting me to take a sniff: "They smeh-oo wike ice cweam!"
Blessed garden sprites. With their trampling boots, and hands that can't resist plucking each flower as it blooms, my garden has never been so beautiful.
I love the first colors of spring, brings a warmth to the late chills of winter!!!
ReplyDeleteLove that last photo! Here's hoping for spring warmth sooner rather than later.
ReplyDeleteThe warmth will come yet. Though, it must be said, your gardens don't look any worse the wear for the COLD spring, and gallivanting garden sprites that they've been subjected to!
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