Just when we start to despair, there are some little signs of spring. Granted, I realize they may be covered with snow before they bloom (or after), but still they give me hope. So glad that Homer and Phoebe planted tulips all those years ago, because the first ten years of our marriage, we always talked about putting in bulbs, but never managed to. So it was a pleasant surprise to have all the tulips pop up our first spring in this house. And we've enjoyed them every year since.
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