Most of last week I spent chasing after girls as we ran to and from dance lessons, dress rehearsals, and dance concerts. It was all quite lovely, really, but this week we shifted gears and decided to chase a few flowers instead.
At the Arboretum my camera caught some dancing daffodils fluttering in the breeze of mid May.
Yes, some years we have daffodils in March, but not so this year.
Daffodils always remind me of this poem and this daffadowndilly day a few years ago.
After dancing among the daffodils, we tiptoed through the tulips.
This lonely little tulip was one of our favorites.
We do indeed have a slight obsession with tulips, which goes back several years.
The blooming azaleas were simply captivating, too. Azaleas always remind me of my husband’s grandma, who has such a lovely display of azaleas at her house in the spring.
What’s blooming in your neck of the woods?