I have to admit.. I LOVE spring flowers.. Don’t you?
I think my favourite are what I call my grass peepers. 🙂 Small tiny flowers the peep up through the growing grass.
Every year they cause my son to ask “Mom, why didn’t you put them in a proper garden?”
And every year I answer… “because when they peep out of the grass they make me smile lad”.
Then my lad just shakes his head at me.
He is SO like his father.
His father shook his head at me when I planted them in the lawn.
Ah my fellows… they just don’t understand my pleasure at my little grass peepers… and that’s okay. 🙂
Last fall I moved dirt and some plants around and somehow (I know not how) one of my grass peepers ended up in one of my raised beds. I discovered that it brings me almost as much pleasure to see them come up in my gardens as well. 🙂
Another one of my joys in my daffodil/tulip garden. When my mom moved off the family farm she dug up all her bulbs and moved them with her into town, and when my father moved into a nursing home, mom went to visit him so often that he gave up her big flower bed, leaving her with lots of daffodil bulbs to rehome. I got a bunch of them. So seeing them come up has that added bonus of a smile of history remembered. 🙂 Some of these bulbs I purchased myself, but a good 2/3’s are history bulbs.
Should we ever move from this place it’ll be a job and a half.. but I’ll be digging up all my bulbs.. except for my spring peepers… those I’ll leave to hopefully bring a smile to the next people to live here (hopefully, unless they be head shakers like my boys).