On my morning run, I stopped to notice several reminders that spring is here.
You are always the first to bloom, emerging from the damp, left behind leaves. So dainty and tender, you invite us to stop and notice spring is here.
Blue Siberian Squill
You push through the damp cold earth, filling the space with bluish purple beauty. A signal of new life. Sweet and simple, you decorate the grass with your cheery blooms.
Year after year, I await your blooms indicating the long winter is behind us. Your pure white blossoms come out just in time to lead the way for the yellow daffodils that will follow soon.