first daffodil

We’d been over the hill, down the road and around the meadow. Back around to the house and through the yard. Where’d we find our quarry? In the back yard of course. Four inches of green daffodil leaves were peaking out a foot from the melting edge of a snowbank. Hope springing … just like it’s supposed to.

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