When we moved into our current house, I was thrilled to discover that there were a multitude of bulbs planted in the front garden.  Every spring I wait eagerly for the crocuses to pop up and signal the change of season.

in Just-

spring          when the world is mud-

luscious the little

lame balloonman

whistles          far          and wee

and eddieandbill come

running from marbles and

piracies and it’s

spring

when the world is puddle-wonderful

the queer

old balloonman whistles

far          and             wee

and bettyandisbel come dancing

from hop-scotch and jump-rope and

it’s

spring

and

         the

                  goat-footed

balloonMan          whistles

far

and

wee

–“in Just-” by e. e. cummings

I have given up growing tulips because it is too much work to keep the deer away, but one year I had great fun tracking their growth.  Nothing brings hope so much as new buds and leaves in the spring.

You can find more spring at the original Lens-Artist challenge.