Granny Annie

By grannyannie

The signs are there!

It's small, not fully opened, and stands on its own, and yet it gives me joy that Spring is on it's way.

You ask why Spring's fair first-born flower is white:
Peering from out the warm earth long ago,
It saw above its head great drifts of snow,
And blanched with fright.

Clinton Scollard, 19th century.

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