A warm, sunny afternoon at last. We walk down 21st Street.
I like wandering about imagining what it would be like to live in such and such house.
This is one I feel I would be quite happy in. I imagine there is a garden behind the house too.
Kerria is rather a jolly bush --the same color as a school bus. It reminds me of English gardens.
A forget-me-not with a variegated leaf amidst the spent crocus leaves
Ah! The subtlety of the Lenten Rose.
A wonderful display of Easter flowers at the much-too-expensive shop on the corner of 9th Avenue.