One little winner

Drumroll, answered.

Sometimes the first bloom of spring comes with not a loud roar but a cherished whisper.

Our loud row in the back garden caressed our initial petals this year, a tiny yellow burst right ahead of its big row.

My dear wife Karen and I are expecting the accompanying gang of blooms to come soon. Very soon.

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