Flowers in April hereabouts have mixed messages.
I am as happy as everyone else when bulbs and seeds and trees
send up blossoms where they grow.

I have mixed emotions when a barren piece of ground,
in one day's time,
suddenly has DAFFODILS!!, about a dozen of them,
screaming yellow, white, and green at me as I drive the car past.
Somebody put them there ... should I not be pleased?
For some reason it sets my teeth on edge.
Never mind, I'll get used to them.


What I love is the blooms on the magnolia trees!