I had some beautiful crocuses, squirrel-planted, but the deer ate them this morning (or last night)...can't say I blame them, there's precious little for them to nibble on right now.
I have some snowdrops that are lasting a real long time, thanks to the cold weather -- they were covered in snow just a few days ago but bounced back and are my favorite resilient spring plant.
|A little clump of spring in the sea of brown and gray|
But my favorite is this one:
|Tough little pansy|
See, last year around this time I had a basket of pansies, and it was actually warm out so I was visited by a butterfly during the time when I was healing and putting my goo back together again. It was warm enough to sit out on the front porch/stoop and read in the sunshine, and admire the tiny sea of purple pansies and lace-edged butterfly that came to visit.
|Last April. See the butterfly peeking up?|
I guess they reseeded, in the cobblestones of our stoop, because this lone pansy is coming up out of the cracks with its beautiful bright promise of spring.
It is a tiny symbol of hope and resilience. Someday the butterflies will be back and I can sit on this porch and feel the sunshine inside and out.
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