If I wasn't peering closely I might have missed the budding of the witch hazel. Crumpled curls.
Such vibrant colour, and so welcome in the back garden.
I also love the snow drops this time of year, poking up through the dry leaves. All the seasons evident - spring in the present moment, the dry leaf offering summer and fall, the snow of winter still sparkling.
|Witch hazel (April 6)|