I filled the planter with spring flowers. Daffodils are definitely my favorite. They look so happy. I love the William Wordsworth poem about wandering lonely like a cloud over the field of daffodils. I'd love to be a cloud floating over a field of daffodils in the spring.
I have to plant pansies because they are my mother's favorite flowers. The reason they are my mother's favorite flower is because they were her mother's favorite flowers. There is a children's song in our church that talks about pansies growing beautifully even when the weather is still cold. Both my mother and grandmother love that song, so I plant pansies in their honor.
These are poppies just about ready to bloom.
I love the smell of hyacinths. Most spring flowers don't have much of a fragrance, but hyacinths do. I have to plant a few of them.
And of course...the first sign of spring....crocuses. I hope the squirrels don't eat the bulbs and my flowers come up next year and every year.
Happy Spring Everybody who reads this!!
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