early spring garden in Colonial Williamsburg
Easter has come very early this year...
most times there are enough tiny blooms
to make my own bouquet for Easter brunch,
but this year,
just one tiny daffodil is bravely
blooming down in the orchard.
My treasures, the old black hens,
are fluffed and snug under the old budded lilac.
The promise of spring is evident,
just not yet here.
In my heart I visit a peaceful, green,
lovely and serene brick walk
in one of my most beloved places to visit.
From my home,
I'll share a fragrant and fresh bouquet of
white crabapple blossoms
from the old knarled crabapple tree
for a beautiful
Easter with those you love all around you.
and hopefully -
a lovely chocolate bunny
who is most definitely hard of hearing.
with love to my friends,
on this blessed Easter day,