The End of Winter

I love Spring. I love the breeze, the sun, and the flowers.

I love it because it signifies the end of winter.

The little flower bed in my front yard is usually full of flowers. I live in South Texas and the weather lends itself to annual blooms. Usually.

Our winter was colder this year and my little flower bed has been barren for several months. 

This small patch of earth, my piece of land, that normally blossoms with color has been dull and drab and dead for so long. 

I long for color, for life.

To my surprise, when I opened my front door a couple of weeks ago, this is what greeted me:

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