Pink dogwood blossoms bring a bit of joy to my heart each year. This adorns a new little tree we planted two years ago. It can never replace the big, old one we lost, but will provide pleasure aplenty, nevertheless.
This tiny, graceful bell belongs to Solomon's Seal, planted near the kitchen stoop. 
Why didn't I know that our little barberries by the front walk were hiding miniature blossoms beneath their new leaves? They remind me that I need to get out more, and explore this little piece of the planet we call our yard. I hope your spring forays will have you spying something new, too! Beth
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