Yellow Joy

What a treat to go outside this morning and see the flowers from the bulbs I planted last fall; they are real and beautiful and pure. Life and the will to grow in spite of snow, snow, snow, cats, dogs, people, heat, bugs, fear, loss, noise, train noises, cars going by, lunar eclipes, stars, grass, rocks, drainage problems, crying, you name it and THOSE SWEET BLUBS HAVE GIVEN US LIFE AND COLOR! What joy! Thank you to mother earth and father sky. My mother used to plant blubs; it just took me a bit longer...these are in her honor! thank you to hp for them coming up while I am still here to witness the process.....