Just before supper, i did wander out into our backyard. The drear was…well, less drear.

i stopped to admire our wonder. Last year, we had one. This time around, they have multiplied. Irises dropped by a bird most likely and protected by the fronds of the day lilies not yet in bloom have prospered and give us a moment of joy when we look out the kitchen window each morning.

No tulips. But we have irises for our Easter.

And hope.