Every year for as many as I can remember, the first sign of Spring blooming has been the daffodils and forsythia. The color of Spring has always been bright, sunshiny yellow. I’ve seen forsythia blooming around the neighborhood, but not in our yard this year as we decided to take down the out of control bush in the Fall. And, with our crazy weather, all the daffodils have succumb to frost.
This year is different. Outside the window by my desk are two camellia bushes. They are finally blooming in all their glory and the color is the most gorgeous shade of crimson red. And then, today when I arrived home I noticed the twig wreath with red berries that I put on the front door after the holidays. It was on sale and since it didn’t scream “Christmas”, I figured it could brighten the otherwise drab winter days yet to come. Once there, it was forgotten. As I approached the house I noticed a long raffia like streamer hanging from the wreath. As I walked up to the door, I was amazed by the most perfect wren’s nest I’ve ever seen, tucked in amongst the pine cones and twigs and berries of the wreath; the opening to the nest, a perfect circle. It is a delightful reminder that Spring is indeed here.
Now our front door is not to be opened until the wrens are finished with the nest and the babies have flown to bigger and better places. I am thankful for garage access to the house!
I love that the new color of Spring is Red!