The very beginnings of spring

See, it is going to be spring.  They promised.

Granted, both the Pickwick crocus and the Tete-a-Tete miniature daffodils (always about a month earlier to bloom than their full-sized cousins) are in the extremely protected, south-facing flower bed by my front door.  Oh, and please do ignore the weeds.

But that sprout at the bottom right hand corner of the daffodil photo?  That’s a lily.  A true promise for next summer.

Making progress.  Even though I had to put the fourth quilt back on the bed last night after being overly optimistic when I took it off on Sunday after I washed the sheets.

Mirrored from Repeating History.