"And Spring arose on the garden fair,
Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere;
And each flower and herb on Earth's dark breast
rose from the dreams of its wintry rest."
Percy Bysshe Shelley (English Romantic Poet, 1792-1822) The Sensitive Plant
TIME: 4:18 PM
PLACE: Our neighbor's yard
HandsomeHusband left the house with MonkeyBoy to walk down and pick up his car from where it was being detailed. About 30 seconds after he left, he calls me from his cell phone, "Your picture today is in Bev's yard, there are some flowers blooming." (Isn't it sweet how he looks out for me? One of the many reasons I married him.) So, I grab my camera and head outside. These purple flowers had blossomed in the warmth of today's temperatures. I don't know what kind of flower it is, do any of you faithful readers recognize it and would you kindly enlighten me? Thank you ever so much.