What a difference a few weeks make! In mid-March the snowdrops were finally open and the early crocus started to poke up through the March mud. There were glimpses of sunshine -- and streetcleaners. And now the crocus are open -- first a few random lonely blooms scattered in the grass, then the clumps in the flowerbed, almost closed on cloudy days and exuberantly open in the sun.
My approach to contemplative photography --
Tell about it."
Mary Oliver in "Sometimes"