February Showers Bring March Flowers
I have been worrying the entire fall and then winter about my flowers. I spent a lot of time last year (and so did my friends and family) planting bulbs and preparing myself for a fantastic, beautiful spring. Well, some flowers started coming up in November, and I started worrying. They kept growing in December and January. In February, bulbs appeared. I kept worrying that they would all freeze and die, and I would have no flowers. But last week, Jill went outside and said, "Mom! Purple and white flowers!" Sure enough—my crocuses are in bloom.
I guess I don't have to worry about not having any flowers. But I am curious to see if all the other ones will live or whether a huge blizzard is still lurking somewhere waiting to descend.
And because a post really isn't complete without a picture of one of my children, here is this photo of Jill. I said, "cheese," and this is what I got. I wonder from where she learned this pose . . . :)