The tulips are wide open.
Grape hyacinths peek through grass.
The dogs played.
Along the creek I found the my first favorite large rock
and my second.
After a morning of laundry, dishes and dreary house hold chores, this was my reward. I did pay for it. I had to dig my shoe out of wetland and acquired a few scratches. Carrying a shoe, bleeding from briers, I walked to share my find with Marcy. She thought the prize was well worth the trials.
The wild violets are beginning to bloom.
I believe Spring may have made it.
