Spring’s first…

bloom.No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn.

Hal Borland

I suppose it was inevitable.

I found the first flower blooming in my yard, a variety that I’ve not seen before.

Graceful and delicate it opens up towards the glimmer of sun that has been struggling to break through the clouds.

Nature’s a fickle thing though and this morning the landscape sparkles with a layer of frost.

I secretly rejoice.

Happy Easter to those celebrating.