Pluies de Printemps

It's been raining steady for two days now, and we may just float away or else start molding!  I have to remind myself that this is the only way the brown patches on our lawn will turn green.  And I'm tired of seeing dead looking spindly tree branches, they remind me too much of winter.  So I'm thrilled to see little buds between the raindrops getting bigger with promise of, gasp, summer to come??

Where we are is a little behind the rest of the country as far as blooms go.  In fact, the tulips and daffodils in my Gramma's garden have yet to pop.  It's too bad spring flowers only last a couple of weeks. In my mind they're some of the prettiest of the year.  My favorite?  I guess it's not a plantable flower, it's the apple blossom.  Mmmm, the sweet fragrant smell of perfumy flowers hanging heavy in the wet air, the sound of bees humming around to gather their tasty nectar.  Needless to say, I have another couple of months before I smell that yet.  But, I did venture out in the rain with my camera yesterday, on a mission to find a flower for my boss who tirelessly planted his bulbs last fall, and unfortunately lives too far away to enjoy their small window of life.  Ta-da!  One lone daffodil, and a few wild flowers.  But, to me, any sign of life after winter is inspiration enough. 

Vive le printemps! (now we just have to find a way to get rid of the blackflies...)