Today, Sunday March 6, brought us our first spring flowers.
In addition to snowdrops (or snowsprites -- see above), winterberries (see below) and crocuses, our Easter hyacinth, which we gave to Jane three years ago as a remembrance of our dear cat Pansy, is beginning to poke up.
Things are a bit scrubby now, of course, but this is a lovely development -- the best, really -- and makes us very happy.
