It’s been a long winter. I think those of us in the Northern Hemisphere, more specifically in Canada, can agree upon that. Any signs of spring at all are most welcome to my eyes. I’ve been especially eager to see a crocus, but it appears, there are none to be had in my yard. I hadn’t planted bulbs last fall because I wanted to see what came up and where this spring. Now I know. There appear to be irises, chives, forget-me-nots, and yarrow coming up so far. The Big V concurred with my identifications. Laugh not at the pitiful chives, for they will be wondrous in omelettes. Besides, there are more, and the Big V is bringing me some garlic chives to boot.
I also spotted what I believe to be columbine, but that is out of frame. Just imagine it for now, please.
To spot these two lonesome crocuses, I had to take a hike around the neighbourhood. I needed to see them in bloom. I need visual proof every spring, that yes, there is a God. After a long winter, I deserve that gratification. Behold the mighty crocuses (crocii?) in their God-affirming glory! I needed that. Thanks.
And? This little car has been out on this stump all winter long. Please forgive my pitiful camera skills. I would blame it on the sad little Kodak Easy Share I’ve been using, but it’s a poor workman who blames his tools.
And by the looks of things, I should have cleaned my glasses first. This shot was overexposed, so I played with it in Photoshop. Obviously, I suck at Photoshop. But hey! Give me a database, and I will kick some butt.
