I’m grateful that there are so many more flowers in my life now that I live in the country. Not just the occasional city cut flowers, or my potted blooming iris, but a huge variety of flowering plants.
Today out front there is white Rock Cress,
and pink Bergenia, both planted last July and coming back strong.
In the pots on the front stoop there are pansies bought on the first day that the farm stand reopened (a winter-long-anticipated event).
There are also pale and bright yellow daffodils, purple rhododendrons, a few tiny blue violets, and the still bright sea of golden forsythia in the back corner of the yard. All of them offering joy for the taking.