No one would argue – at least not up this neck of the woods – that this has been a long, long winter. So when I went walking on a recent sunshiny day, I went searching for signs of life – Spring life! And here’s a small sampling of what I found.

One of two brave little wild crocus poking its head up
among the dead grass and leaves.

 Bunches of daffodils were just waiting for a little more sunlight, a little more warmth. While I didn’t find any in bloom yet, there were truly “crowds of daffodils” everywhere, in people’s yards, by the river, in the midst of wilder areas I passed, ready to grace us with their golden trumpets.

Hiding and shy within the shade of an old abandoned garage, these snowdrops just pushed aside the dead leaves — I may be small, but I am mighty!

Here and there in yards that would soon have busy people raking and clearing and mulching were occasional small bunches of crocus in bloom.

“Never stop pedaling to power your dreams.”  ~Terri Guillemets

You pedal, little crocus. You pedal!