A stream runs through the back of our yard. There is a spot on the bank of that stream, right at the very corner of the property, where some flowers grow. I am utterly hopeless with plants, so I cannot remember what sort of flowers they are, so don't ask. Despite being told annually, I can't remember. What I do remember about them is that they are the very first flowers to appear every spring. So early that I've often found them blooming in the middle of a patch of as yet unmelted snow.
Well, I wandered through that part of the yard yesterday and this is what I saw. An early sign of spring? I think so. There was also a robin in the yard this morning, but I didn't have the camera with me, so you'll just have to trust me on that one.