I am dedicating this blog posting to my Mom and Dad.
My Mom loved Violets above all other flowers, my Dad gave her pressed Violets in a love note a few days before he passed away. She kept his note nearby until she passed away twenty years later.
His love note began “The flowers that bloom in the spring tra la” The early spring weather has brought forth lovely clusters of Bird Foot Violets. Each delicate bloom is a reminder of my parents.
Spring warmth has awoken tender green plants along the edges of the trails. Saucer Magnolias are now covered in fuzzy flower pods and Dogwood Trees have tiny pink ball shaped buds. A few Tree branches in the park have already burst out in a spiny orange blossom covering. The Forest has awakened early with a subtle ballet of new growth and color.
Love to ALL!