Monday, April 10, 2017
|Photo by Lee Lageschulte|
My mother had a bed of hyacinths - blue and white - in front of my childhood home. They don't seem to be as popular now as other flowers, so it's doubly special to see them.
Not sure why but they also bring of a memory of crawling on my belly across the yard in some group game with neighbor kids and bringing my knee down on top of a bumble bee who did not appreciate the experience.