We went to the cemetery over the weekend because the daffodils finally bloomed. Yay! Finally! They were beautiful. With a little coaxing Alec agreed to take the usual pictures. I am not ready for this tradition to end. I hope he’s ready for many more years of this!
We were lucky enough as we were walking through the cemetery to have a man stop and chat with us. His summer job 55 years ago was to plant the bulbs. He had so many stories to tell. It was pretty neat!
And today, Monday, when Alec and I drove through after school- there were even more blooming. Alec was pretty thankful I didn’t have the camera with me!
Spring is finally here!
