Sunday, March 14, 2021

Seeing Signs

Finally we are seeing signs of spring.

The crocus are beginning to bloom...








 
This one lone snowdrop is working its way up through the remaining fallen leaves.







The violas that hubby brought to me last spring are coming out of their long winter's sleep.


Yes friends I am seeing signs of spring.

May all of you who have experienced ice and snow and zero temps be seeing those signs as well.

Have a blessed week.  

Debbie

"Flowers appear on the earth; the season of singing has come, the cooing of doves is heard in our land." Song of Songs 2:12 (NIV)

17 comments:

  1. Bonsoir chère amie,

    Tout d'abord, je tenais à te remercier pour ton adorable commentaire laissé sur mon blog. Il me touche beaucoup et compte beaucoup pour moi.

    Quel bonheur effectivement de voir pointer le bout du nez de Demoiselle Printemps ! La lumière est belle et la nature se pare de couleurs fraîches avec l'apparition des fleurs... Tes photos sont magnifiques et apportent une belle note d'optimisme. Merci pour ce délicieux partage.
    Prends bien soin de toi, à bientôt,
    Gros bisous

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  2. Yes, the doves are singing and the flowers are beginning to bloom. Such a lovely time in the garden.
    I can never get violas to return. Love em tho and plant them every spring. Cheers and have a great week.

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  3. TERRIFIC, Deb -- yes -- spring is coming --- not soon enough for me though!

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  4. Soon I hope but not yet...sadly.. it’s 24 degrees out right now but going up to 36...
    I will be looking closer...lol
    Enjoy your day.

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  5. Debbie, the violas are so pretty, and such a beautiful color. Glad they're starting to sprout up for you right now. I've always thought the snowdrops were interesting flowers. Speaking of snow.....it is falling as I write. I guess Spring comes a bit later here in the mountains. But when I look outside, everything is covered in white, and all is calm and still, and I appreciate the beauty of each season when it comes.

    Have a good week, Debbie.

    ~Sheri

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  6. We are seeing a few signs of spring, too. And I think we are all ready for it!

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  7. Dear Debbie,
    You know it spring when the bulbs emerge, and I love your viola.
    Wishing you a beautiful week ahead.
    blessings, dear friend
    Penny

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  8. I looked out the kitchen window and saw my first robins of the year . . . it brought a smile to my face . . . spring is on the way.
    Wishing you a lovely week.
    Connie :)

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  9. Signs of spring are signs of hope where winters are harsh. Have a nice week, Debbie.

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  10. I am seeing some of the same signs of spring and it sure makes me happy. We all sure need a warm sunny beautiful spring, don't we? :)

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  11. Such a lovely post-it's so good to see those signs-they make me sing for joy! God bless you and keep you and hubby.

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  12. I am glad that Spring showed it's face at your place, so uplifting for the spirit :-)

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  13. Thanks for sharing your signs of spring with us. I will have to keep my eyes open to see what I can find here. Have a great week!

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  14. Lovely flowers, and it's so comforting to see spring come at last. Thank you for visiting my blog!

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  15. Yes, I have also seen here those gorgeous flowers a few weeks ago while walking around in my neighborhood. Felt really happy to see them, it really uplift my spirit. I also enjoy those small birds singing above the trees. Hope you have a blessed day.

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  16. Crocus and snowdrops--such pretty harbingers of spring. I imagine you're feeling very excited about the change of season.

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  17. That's right, there are signs around here so well and as we say spring the blood alters, birds begin to come, the field extends its green mantle, and the flowers begin to peek.
    Happy weekend.
    Best regards.

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