Today is my birthday.
And yesterday I got my first gift in the white and yellow faces of these flowers.
When I came up the hill, hurrying my kids to a class, I noticed (like I do every week) how sad that road looks since the county cut out all the trees that border the lane.
Just stumps, as far as I can see.
But then as we crested I saw it. I'm pretty sure I gasped. Because there in that mess of stumps was a carpet of trembling white.
Bloodroot, one of my favorite spring flowers, dancing in the wind.
After dropping off the kids I set off on foot to see them for myself. They were a bit early because of the unexpected sunshine, but bloodroot just the same.
And my heart was lifted.
Because there in the bleakness of those tree stumps was more beauty than I could absorb.
And while I wished I had a proper camera (and not just a phone!) with me, it was more than enough.
And the most beautiful part of my day.
So keep your eyes open, friends. To beauty, to sweetness, to light. If you look hard enough, you can find magic anywhere.
And dancing flowers beneath your feet.