Where did they come from?!
I just noticed the flowers as I glanced out my window. I don't know how I missed them before: now that I'm looking out for them, there's probably at least fifty, in their own little clusters of color. A few deep magenta tulips, and buttercups in muted cream or vibrant yellow hues. Without my noticing, they must have poked their little heads out of the soil, and grown into majestic flowers, towering over the musty dirt.
This is one of the reasons I love spring: you don't notice the flowers until you stop one day, and realize they were there all along.
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