These dark November days, just the beginning of this darkest winter, it's hard to remember Spring returns. In a sad daze, I walked past the half price bulbs display at Home Depot this week and thought, why bother?
Crocus are fragile flowers that only bloom for a few days. The squirrels like to snip them off. Well, we need beautiful and "useless" things more than ever now. So I planted all 60 in one pot.
I usually just throw a string of lights on top of the arbor and call it a day, but this year I went wild. And it sure cheers up the back entrance to our little world.
Life seems to be condensing and contracting in fearful way. More than ever, I appreciate our comfortable home, John's job, wonderful friends, family, nature, music, health.
Sometimes when you least expect it, good things come. Like crocus in the Spring.
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