Spring is sure to follow.
I have plans that daffodils will someday fill a woody patch of ground outside my kitchen window. I would love to be able to cut my own bunches.
Until then, the $2.99 bunch from the grocery store does quite nicely. I tied them all together with a little piece of jute twine and displayed them in a mason jar filled with water and rocks.
One for me and one for a friend who needs a little lift. I like to save glass jars (spaghetti, pickle, jelly) and remove the labels with hot water (and sometimes goo gone) so that I have a small collection of “vases” that I can freely give away with inexpensive cut flowers.
Just when you think that winter will never end, they burst out of the seemingly dead ground. And they appear to be trumpeting a joyful song…perhaps to their Creator? Oh that I would always remember to do the same.
Some days I need a reminder to choose joy….a reminder that spring will come again.
Top photo credit: Katy Ereira