Finally, after a slow tedious snowmelt, these delicate blossoms appeared.
It wasn't easy for them. First they had to wait for the ground to thaw, and then had to push their way through layers of mulch and dead leaves to answer the sun's seductive call.
As I knelt nearby I thought of how much they reminded me of how our own journey through life. Have any one of us not ever felt the need, desire, urge to break free of what constrains us?
I know I have.
Snowdrops. So fragile yet at the same time resilient.
Many thanks to Elizabeth of teandpaper for inviting me to participate in the Five Photos, Five Stories Challenge. The parameters are simple: “Post a photo each day for five consecutive days and attach a story to the photo. It can be fiction or non-fiction, a poem or a short paragraph and each day nominate another blogger for the challenge”. Today I invite Kathy of the lovely blog Shangri-La, to participate in the challenge. Wendy is a former New Yorker who currently resides with her family in Connecticut (probably not far from me, it's not a large state!) and who enjoys writing about the humor in every day life. I hope she decides to join us!