Stepped outside this morning in my bathrobe to fill the birdfeeder and lingered among snowdrops and crocuses --
--as well as the one odd brick.
Lucky no neighbors were out.
And this seed pod, from a plant I purchased about 15 years ago, and from whom a seed unexpectedly germinated last spring, long dormant, as I haven't seen it for as many years. Plant names seem to be escaping me at the moment.[Cynthia? Any help?]
Here it is from last summer in full flower....
Listening obsessively to this --
...recalling an Irish afternoon driving around Connemara, listening to every version of Shenandoah on the iPod -- I think there were 13 variations. A day with the light blown in from the Atlantic, every color magnified, every blue more intense than I'd ever known, or known since.