And not just the crocuses.
The bees showed up, too.
They seemed almost frantic as the went from one flower to another, grabbing all the pollen they could.
And I'm sure I looked a bit frantic, too, as I went from flower to flower trying to take pictures of all of them.
Honestly, I looked like I had never seen a flower before.
I like to think in the spring, I, too, know exactly what to do in the garden.
I need to weed out winter annuals.
But then I pause and remember that I don't need to do any of that, at least not on the first warm day of late winter when the crocuses are blooming.
On such a day, I really only need to do one thing.
Enjoy the flowers.