I don’t have anything planted in my garden yet, but a whole lot of plants are awake and blooming in the neighborhood.
Jonquils, sometimes called daffodils, are very showy.
There are tall ones over a foot high, who sort of look down on the other plants, and tiny little ones that bloom on stalks about three inches long.
And the deep purple of the crocuses is a nice contrast to the bright velvet green of the moss.
A few streets away, I found quince trees blooming in incredible combinations of colors. One of the ladies said I could come back in the fall and help her pick them. I’ve never made quince jam, but I’m willing to learn.