Before I start this post, does anyone else who follows blogs with bloglovin' find that their site has been down for about a week? If I don't visit you, it's because even though I get their notifications, when I click on any link to visit you, it says their server is busy. Same when I visit the url for the site so I can't even complain! Just asking -- wondering if it is overall or just me!
Last week my friend Jan and I went to our favorite market to pick up Easter food. Their "fresh" selection beats any local grocery. On the way past the bird seed, garden implements and seeds, we glanced outside and saw some color in the greenhouse. And so we ventured forth, curious to see some color in what has been a very gray spring.
And we were blown away!
There were audible squeals from both of us -- it was as though we had been in a dark, drab land for many years and suddenly a curtain lifted and we were awash with color, like when Dorothy entered Oz and the movie turned from black and white to a yellow brick road and an Emerald City.
Needless to say, I think we both went home with more flowers than groceries!
For me, it was piles of violas and pansies.
For Jan, ranunculus was the favorite.
It was one of those magical moments that will be held in the heart long after the leaves turn gold and the snow again begins to fall.
I've had a bit of color in the yard, too. The Squill is first to pop, tiny purple blooms!
The mini-iris are next.
They're followed closely by mini-daffodils, too. And it is such a joy to come home after a walk or a drive and see these bright bursts of color.
Of course, there's been a little bit of color inside the house!
Although a black and white palette can work, too -- especially when it's such a cute one!
We've been doing a little bird watching. Sorry for the fuzzy pix -- they were taken through the window. This is a tufted titmouse, right?
And Mr. or Ms. Chickadee!
Lizzie is entranced.
The big news is that a small birdhouse on the front windowsill now has a new occupant! I saw Ms. Chickadee coming in and out and Mr. C. was peeping in, too! I hope there will soon be little chickadees!
I leave you with my colorful squirrel, which Erika tells me is a chimera --
Lizzie isn't interested in the squirrel. She has other things on her mind.
And as for me? I'm just waiting till it's warm enough to leave these out all night!