It was still rather cold this morning. Chris even had to remove some ice from his car before leaving for work. But that light, that lovely low sunlight in the early hours of this day, was nothing less but magical. With my camera I got down on my belly in the garden. Olivier thought it was pretty hilarious, but after his first giggles he started to point out the most pretty little flowers that were basking in the sunlight.
After we brushed off the sand from our clothes we remembered the bulbs Chris brought home yesterday. To make me smile, as he said.
With Olivier I searched for pots and baskets to gently place the bulbs in. When we were done we brought most of the bulbs into the house, decorating nooks and corners with the promising green sprouts. And Chris had been so right, ofcourse. It did make me smile. It still does.