The daffodils in my yard have started to come up. Â They are little bursts of February sunshine, lovely as always.
And the other day, I looked over and noticed this beautiful Â little thing blooming nearby.
It stopped me in my tracks. Â I don’t even remember planting crocus bulbs last fall, but it seems I did. Â And that little bit of Â effort, totally forgotten months later, is bringing a splash of joyful color to these gray winter days.
That’s what I love about bulbs: a little bit of work results in a whole lot of Â beauty. Â It comes just when you expect it least and need it most.