And it's not just the 81 degrees outside that makes me think so. It's the crocus blooms in the front yard. Okay, when I planted them, there were four colors - and thus far, only the yellow ones have come up. But I think I can see leaves for some of the others, and I can also see the shoots from tulips, daffodils, and hyacinths.
The best part about bulbs? The sore muscles you get from planting them have long ago faded and been forgotten by the time you enjoy their beauty.
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