Amid all of the chaos and craziness that is my life these past few days I found this. My first crocus. These are planted right off the large field stone that is our back step- along the foundation between the door and the chimney. It is warm here, and I always get flowers in this spot first. I have been rushing in and out to Beau (and the others) constantly over the past few days. Today I stopped for a few seconds to move an errant log and noticed that the leaves were being pushed up. I am thankful I took a moment to slow down. Especially now, I am grateful for the reminder that each day offers an opportunity; in one little bulb, life begins anew.