Scene: A dewy morning with soft sunlight shimmering down from a blue cloudless sky. A tendril of green slowly pokes a shy sprout from a sleepy winter bulbthrough the faded red cedar mulch.
I step softly toward my sleepy garden, breathing in the quiet mildly crisp air of morning. The Allium leaves are spreading outward catching droplets of dew on shiny new greenery. The nodding heads of creamy daffodils look coyly up at the rising sun with earnest regard. A robin hops along the soft mat of lush grass hunting for breakfast.
It's a great day to make flowers!
