Two Near-Miracles

We confined our Monday walk to the local neighbourhood, which of course, takes us through the little park, the one with the pond. The pond was devoid of fowl except for a solitary duck, and, although we always take a look to see if there's a photo, there wasn't, and so we kept on walking to the boulders around which someone at sometime did some planting.

I know that there are crocus bulbs in there on the other side from the path, which in the photo is in the background beyond the boulder. Between the grass and the rocks there are plantings, and the tiny bits  of green that you see are croci.

I didn't expect to see any flowers yet, but there were four, and that is near-miracle #1, considering recent weather.

I know that I was being silly, but I had to do it, which of course, dirtied my clothes. The price we pay for our art.

Getting down was near-miracle ##2, and I suppose that you could say that getting back up might be near-miracle #3, but I am happy to call it just two near-miracles. By the way, that picture of the yellow crocus was blurry, but a one of the purple crocuses was better.

First, while Sue was shooting other purple croci, I decided that just the unflowered shoots held some interest for me. The wide angle phone lens makes the back boulders look like mountains.

Zooming in the the crocus shoots.

Once Sue, had finished with the purple croci, I shifted over and took my shot. With a little care plus a little post editing, I think the result from the phone is actually pretty good. And that might be considered another near-miracle, but I'll leave it at two because I don't want to be bothered changing the title.

Unfortunately, as I awake on this next morn, the poor wee things will be covered in snow, and there are many school bus cancellations or delays.