Tiny blooms.
I almost missed them.
Winter, cold weather, chills that quake the marrow of my bones: it all makes me depressed. I can’t fight it. But I can ride through it.
I look for flowers when winter feels deepest … For me that’s right around February, when it feels that winter will last forever. I can usually find daffodils eventually, but so far, not yet.
Instead, I found these little beauties. They were quietly waiting to be noticed, right at my feet. My heart celebrated at the sight of them. I may or may not have wiped away tears.
Spring is coming.

Precious and beautiful. It is easy to miss Hope, even Happiness when we don’t slow down to see and enjoy them. Thanks.
My friend calls them “Love Notes from God” and I love that! You absolutely have to slow down and observe your surroundings to notice them.
So true.