The weather has been unseasonably warm. So, my flowers have come on with a rush.
My incredible forsythia bush is covered in flowers. It has survived ice storms, frigid cold, and having the city dig it up, when the watermain broke. It just keeps blooming, year after year.
Gorgeous, isn't it?
The crocus have all come at once. I had some yellow and some lavender ones, but they have disappeared and I have only purple, this year.
There are tulips, waiting in the wings.
Daffodils that will show their sunny faces, shortly.