The early morning sun strikes through emerging iris blades and sets them aglow.
The Lenten roses, true to their name, are blooming again.
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Tiny yellow flowers that look like miniature daffodils to me, are confidently called Buttercups by my grandson Luke, who’s three.
Larger daffodils are beginning to flower.
Pink hyacinths begin to bloom, their fragrance yet to make itself known.
The garden is coming up green.
And periwinkles carpet the woods across the way.
Even after the coldest, harshest, longest winter, spring, at last, comes again.
Christine M. Grote 
Lovely! No flowers blooming here yet. I’m missing the Pacific Northwest spring splendor!
I guess you’re a bit further north? Things have really started coming out here now. It is about time, I think.
Yes, we moved back to Canada about six weeks ago.
You’re making me anxious for summer to arrive. We have a couple of daffodils blooming but that’s about it so far.
It seemed to take forever here, and then all at once things got green.
Lovely photos. I love your lenten roses. Spring is blooming so fast here in Washington State that I’m going to miss taking pictures of it if I get out with my camera soon.
I think we may burst into and then rush through spring here too. But I’m soaking it up while it lasts. I hope you got some photos.
You’re well ahead of us. We still have snow on the ground.
How about now? Still white outside?
Finally! Bet you are relieved, Christine. I was beginning to fear folks in and around Lexington might never see spring. Hope your week is going well.
Hugs from Ecuador,
Kathy
Not relieved as much as content. I always believed it was coming–just running out of patience.
Yes, it does, and I’m so glad spring is finally here.
Glad it’s good for you too.