Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Grandma's Crocus

One of the things I remember most about my Grandma is her flowers.  There were beds of flowers scattered throughout her huge yard.  The first sign of spring was the little flowers that popped their heads up out of the ground.  Soon, the entire front of her house was alive with beautiful lavender Crocus.  I loved visiting Grandma in the spring when everything was so fresh and colorful.

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