In one of the early signs of spring, the crocuses that I planted last fall are coming up. They make me happy every morning when I leave the house.
In the city, the trees are on the verge of blooming.
Even my neighbor's apricot tree is getting ready to put on a show.
I planted bulbs in my garden, but they haven't come up yet. Only this barberry is waking up so far.
On a totally different topic, the grey patch between these windows looks like the number three.
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