Yesterday on my way home from a calming yoga class, I took the road less taken rather than the direct, four lane thoroughfare. The old brick brick road wound through the old money suburb, past some gorgeous homes and the Wright Brothers mansion, and required some maneuvering around tree trimming and utility trucks on the way to see if daffodils were popping up at the "Daffodil House." And there they were. Channeling William Wordsworth, my heart leaped up when I beheld the daffodil buds coming through the ground...

The daffodils are on their way! Right now the green shoots push their way through the ground.

And in a few weeks will be a carpet of gold to cause passersby to slow down and appreciate this farewell to winter - the first greeting to spring.