I'm a little concerned for those tree friends who don't seem to have lost their leaves from last fall, but maybe that's what kind of tree they are? And these ones were especially pretty.
Although astute observers may note that the windows of the apartment behind it are larger-than-usual and therefore call fowl that I ventured into Cooper Village to photograph these.
I was already in love with the purple and white winter heath when these little tulip guys started popping up in between them, making the planters along the oval even prettier.
And then these guys continue to bloom heartily in their alpine, cat-proof location atop the bookshelves.
Thank you, giver of pretty flowers. You know who you are, although I almost did not because you forgot to sign your name on the card.
And then this rare flower is just starting to wake up from hibernation.
Notice its curly fronds and pink nose bud?
Spring is the best when it comes after winter. Too bad there won't be flowers in my undersea bubble world. Sea weed doesn't really bloom, I guess.