I’m in love with these crocuses.

Or whatever a person can be with flowers. (Smitten? Impressed? Obsessed?)

Funny part is, if you’d suggested 5 or 10 years ago that I would one day actually have “favorite flowers,” I’d have rolled my eyes and told you to bite me, or something eloquent like that. I thought carnations were hearty/hardy and smelled pretty good, and roses were … well, roses. Other than that, however: Who the heck cared about flowers?

And now, I seek out hibiscus plants. And poppies. And sunflowers. And daisies. And even dandelions. And various others.

It’s all good.

Striped Crocuses

Bee in Crocus

White Crocus

Purple Crocuses