Crocus Flowers – Sure Sign of Spring

Crocus and a Bee – My Precious, photo by mzrosie

Crocus flowers are a sure sign that spring has sprung.  Crocuses are definitely the first flowers to welcome spring.  At times, they push themselves out through snow as if saying to Mother Nature “Still winter?  What da?”

The lavender crocus picture above with a bee so engrossed in doing what he does best, I call “My Precious” as in a memorable quote from the 2002 film The Lord of the Rings.

This photo of striped single crocus below, I call “The Loner.”

Crocus – The Loner, photo by mzrosie

This photo of two lavender crocus looks so romantic, so I called it “The Lovers.

Crocus – The Lovers, photo by mzrosie

The photo below of purple, yellow and white crocuses represent a group of friends, so I called them “The Group.”

Crocus – The Group, photo by mzrosie

The photo below of yellow crocuses, I called “Yellow Crocus,” for lack of imagination.

Yellow Crocus, photo by mzrosie

And the photo below, I called “Lavender Crocus.”  For obvious reasons.

Lavender Crocus, photo by mzrosie

And, the last photo below is a bunch of purple crocus with a bee digging deep.  So, what do you think should I call it?  Purple crocus with a bee?  Ok, cool!

Purple Crocus and a bee, photo by mzrosie

More crocus photos…

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Tomatoes on the Street

I found these pretty red tomatoes on the street. Here in my Toronto neighborhood, the residents usually leave on the street anything they don’t need anymore. Things that they think a neighbor might want or need. Like, old furniture, clothes and shoes (usually clothes that their kids had outgrown), toys, pots and pans, dishes, etc. But tomatoes? This was the first.

Now, I was thinking, which I try not to make a habit of, that if a neighbor wanted to give away their tomatoes, they would certainly not leave them on the hot concrete pavement now, would they? They would leave them in a paper or plastic bag or… in a basket. Perhaps in a pretty basket. Aha! Someone could have taken the pretty basket and left the tomatoes on the street. That could be it.

… but… but who the heck would do that?

 

Two Old Grouch – A Poem

Two Old Grouch

Two old grouch sitting on the porch
Soaking the sun, not a care in the world.

One had long curly hair
with a bushy mustache
The other almost bald
‘cept for one hair sticking out.

They both had flat noses
and their skin was brown
Wrinkled and scarred
for they had both been around.

Although brown on the outside,
inside they were black
For them this was normal,
they’re whole family’s like that.

They had worked really hard
All day long they were out
Rain or shine they tread on
Until they both fell apart.

Now they’re just two old grouch
Sitting on the porch.
Soaking the sun,
not a care in the world.

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© 2016 mzrosie

 

My friends, meet the two old grouch.

Two Old Grouch

Two Old Grouch

Whoever created those old boots planters are very creative indeed.  Don’t you think so too?

Photos by mzrosie.