There's something reassuring about seeing crocuses bursting forth from between fallen leaves. It makes me feel good. I always like to lie down in the leaves next to them when I take photographs and experience that renewal on a more intimate scale .
@Rihilism yes, and daffodils, that ‘happy throng’. -which I always thought was a phrase from W’s poem, but now I check it isn’t.
For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils.
– William Wordsworth (1802)
Marvelous! Thanks for sharing. I went and read the whole thing again for the first time in decades. Thank you for reminding me