They were in their full glory but the dance of the leaves distracted me! It reminds me to look at the beauty in the little things along with the more obvious. A wrinkled necked baby and aged person and the soft, soft blush of a newborn's cheek. The dance of colour and light on the snow throughout the day and the sculptures of snow on little seed pods and grasses. "Each little flower that opens"
These same tulips, today are at their end-all leggy and gawky, yellow petals falling everywhere.