There's always one in the crowd . . .
Or many on a hillside . . . .
Or a couple out to greet the neighbors . . .
Or a family exploring the Spring marsh . . .
And it all begins here - with rain - with the water that makes 'yellow' happen. This radar image demonstrates the type of storm that drops the warblers (many 'yellow') into the woodlot in Magee Marsh which sits beneath all that yellow rain.
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8 comments:
I enjoyed all of your yellow- it's my favorite color! I've never seen a mass planting of white dafodils before.
I'll never look at dandylions the same. Now I realize they just want to extend a greeting, a warm welcome out into their yard. And here I've been popping them out with my big tool and throwing them in a garbage can.
Clever, Cathy! While on my walks, I see the prettiest yellow weeds. Until there is yellow, there is no garden, don't you think?
The hill of dandelions is something I haven't seen in a while, probably since I was a child and before they invented weed killers. My mother used to sit in the grass and dig them up.
I love yellow flowers--and your photo of the white dafs with one yellow popping up is fit for a Hallmark card, completely with sentiment "you are one in a million."
Very clever! A nice way to appreciate flowers.
Yellow is my favorite springtime color. You have significantly brightened my day, Cathy. Thank you!
This is great! Gave me a needed smile.
Ah!--that's my home base... born and raised in Saginaw.
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Cheers!
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