February footprints (looks like someone called "Halt, about right, hop!"), fanfare (a post-Christmas crimson amaryllis with five blooms and a fine flourish of green succulent), and fun (a snowcat keeping an eye on the birdfeeder).
A familiar February or March progression, this year starting at the end of January. The snowdrops peek out, get buried in snow, snow melts enough that the snowdrops come pushing up through the snow, blooms get ready to open, a spell of warm days opens them. The photo that's missing here is one of drowned-looking snowdrops -- we had nearly 6 inches of rain February 19-21. I stayed inside where it was dry.
My approach to contemplative photography --
Tell about it."
Mary Oliver in "Sometimes"