A Walk In The Sunshine

With the blind photographer. Just another peckerhead in a world having a nervous breakdown. Evolution of the species.

I see crocus.

Now I don't. Some damn varmint ate my crocus. Just the flowers mind you.

There are more. For now. Actually, they are all over the mountain top. There are good years and bad years. You just have to see them before they disappear. Or get eaten.

Today I saw crocus in the sunshine. It is nice to come home from work and have some daylight left. It is time for a few spring chores. A day will come.

In the sunshine of bulbs.

Has the browse line on the witch hazel gotten higher?

In the late afternoon mountain shadow, Dinah checks out 'In Hawaiian Waters'. The snowdrops are really beginning to multiply.

Glass catches the sunshine before the shadow rolls in.