True spring green is not showing itself yet. Mounds of disgusting blackened snow are still hulking here and there.
So far the only spring flowers I have found are these teeny tiny breaths of yellow in the grass. Bright yellow Winter Aconite which come from miniature bulbs that I must have planted ages ago spreading across our lawn. These appear long before the crocuses or daffodils or best of all, dandelions.
In our household we are also waiting breathlessly for the appearance of another tiny new life. A baby! His due date was Friday the Vernal Equinox of Spring but he is ignoring that timetable made up by grown-ups.
This bunch of Winter Aconite is so tiny it would fit in a newborn baby's palm