The promise of spring . . .
I’ll enjoy these buds while waiting for my snowbells and narcissus to bloom. They are looking very shy this winter . . .
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That is beautiful! Will you teach me to take photos when I come down there?
It would be great fun to teach you the tiny bit I know. It will take, oh, about five minutes!!
You have the most gorgeous pics!
Thank you, Jill. You obviously haven’t seen the pelican pics I posted earlier today!