Silently a flower blooms,In silence it falls away;Yet here now, at this moment, at this place,The world of the flower, the whole of the world is blooming.This is the talk of the flower, the truth of the blossom:The glory of eternal life is fully shining here.Zenkei Shibayama
Daffodowndilly has come to town,
in a yellow petticoat and a green gown.
~ Traditional Rhyme
This morning I expected a cold but sunny day but I found a pretty snow scene. The birds were waiting for me to feed them. The visiting harbingers of spring, the Robins, are rather puzzled with the white snow lace.
Mom passed away eleven years ago today.