My garden is, from a distance, mostly green.
But at a certain time in the spring, in one spot, small bright flowers grow. Native geraniums up close, a fringe bush in the background.
Forget-me-nots. This usually happens around Easter.
Oxalis. This year it’s early. And this year, a lone calla lily is blooming. I have no memory of planting it; some seasons it flowers, others it does not. This was our warmest February on record.
The flowers are both beautiful and worrying, coming as they have before their time.