The snow cover is gradually melting, and in the midst of a brown world, these shoots of green appear. Last fall, I planted a multitude of daffodil bulbs and also some garlic, as companion plants for the cherries and other (future) fruit trees in the orchard. So thrilling to see them emerge as the snow melts.
This dance begins so secretly, this creeping green… yet with an inevitable chorus soon to come, soon to be bursting everywhere. I love these quiet first notes.