In our neighborhood colt's foot is the flower most eager for spring. As I walked this afternoon, the sun brought these blooms to my attention. They lift my healing heart. This year I am as eager as they for spring to take hold.
Cautious, they grow very close to the ground amid dead leaves or often in the gravel alongside the road. They know how quickly spring warmth can slide back into winter's cold. When I started my walk, it was 66 degrees. When I finished it had dropped to 55 and the wind was blowing hard, bringing the predicted rain, that is to turn to snow tonight.
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