“First Crocus of the Year”, I mean to say. For me it’s a major transition when, after the months of grey, our garden starts to have some colour in it. Not the best crocus photo ever, and probably not the best crocuses either. But they’re important to me.
They’re late this year—all that unaccustomed snow—but once they started, came up amazingly fast. Just barely above-ground a week ago, showing a little purple yesterday, and this morning as we went down the front path in the early morning light I told my son “Those flowers will be out when we get back here at noon.”