These little guys popped out overnight.
They took me a little by surprise on this cloudy day.
Just over a week ago they were covered in snow and ice. I was not sure about the fate of the tiny fragile buds. I was unsure if the bright yellow blossoms would survive the harsh cold.
But they made it.
Through the freeze.
Through the harshness.
Through the dark days that seemed to go on forever.
They made it.
And they are lovely. And strong.
They seem to have a heightened beauty this year. Perhaps more beautiful because of what they endured to survive.
A sunny reminder on this cloudy day, that spring follows every winter and hope spring eternal.