Yesterday when I was in the yard, pulling and trimming back, I saw these things and I have taken pictures of them today.
This camellia is not really a sign of spring since they bloom from late fall through winter. But still, it is a pretty thing.
The tiny fuzzy bud of the Japanese Magnolia:
The velvet sword bud of the Ashe Magnolia:
Hydrangea bud doing its cobra-imitation:
The wild azalea going through its reptile phase:
Native Buckeye (I think. My mind is glitching right now.):
The phlox reborning itself at the base of last year's dead stalks:
A tiny little orchid-like blossom on something we call a weed. Do you know what it is? Tell me.
Birds at the feeder shot through the screen. If I go outside, they scatter. I am NOT a photographer, merely a picture-taker and this is a picture.
Okay. That's all. My dream-mind is clearing but the residual emotions seem to be having their way with me. It is Sunday though, and that is to be expected.
I hope there are some signs of spring where you are. If not, you may borrow mine.