Spring is the very best time of the year, I think. The heat comes, it gets brighter and nature comes to life again. In addition, we have the whole summer ahead of us.
Nice things happen in the flower bed. I have planted lots of bulbs over the years I have lived here and a good number of them bloom year after year.
The blood plum blooms and so does the forsythia.
I plant a little stepmother every year, but there are always some small ones, which bloomed the year before.
It's just to enjoy, while waiting for the cuckoo to go crazy, as a sign that we can throw socks and shoes and walk barefoot.
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