I saw a couple of things on my run this morning I wanted to take pictures of. Since people tend to like my Pedestrian Posts with pictures, I set out this afternoon with my Tablet. I wore my crazy old lady hat, which has a wide brim, and my prescription sunglasses. It was one of those walks where the bright sun made it hard to tell if pictures were any good. Luckily, I think I have enough for a good post.
I hope you can see the buds.
The first thing I saw was a magnolia tree with buds that looked close to blooming. I do love a magnolia tree.
The picture doesn’t do them justice.
Next I saw some daffodils. My own daffodils have yet to make an appearance, but once I got my crocuses, I feel hopeful for everything.
These were right near the daffodils.
I continued down German Street towards Valley Health, where some miniature daffodils had caught my eye.
Aren’t they pretty?
What fascinated me about these blooms was that they were surrounded by dried crap from last fall. Nobody had bothered to cultivate them, so it seemed, yet they were determined to spread beauty and happiness. Or do I credit flowers with more thought processes than they actually posses? I don’t really know about these things.
A longer view.
I tried to get a shot of the tiered beds that held the daffodils, but I don’t know how successful I was. But you can see all the brown competing with them.
And now a note about writing: a common piece of advice is do not worry about mood; start writing and the mood will follow. It is not always true. As I write this, each word is getting just a little bit harder. I feel I should not share that, because, well why bother you with my petty problems? And yet, other writers may find it comforting.
Or not. In any case, I am over 300 words, and I still have enough pictures for tomorrow’s post. I’m going to call this a Tired Tuesday post and drive on.
Mohawk Valley Girl 
I love magnolia trees, our neighbor had one when I was growing up. The daffodils are probably doing so well because all the “brown crap” helps protect them through the vagaries of spring!
Wow, now I don’t feel so guilty about not clearing it out a little!
Great post! I found it really uplifting, so I’m glad you pushed through the difficulty of not feeling like writing to post it. And believe me, I feel your pain about not wanting to write. Lately, it seems all of the joy has been sucked out of writing by the events around us. But, arguably, now is when it is most important to write.
Speaking of magnolias … I think they are beautiful trees. I grew up in Mississippi where they are the state tree, and so they were everywhere. I have noticed them being planted more and more here in Texas now, so I guess their popularity is spreading beyond the Deep South. It is hard to beat a magnolia blossom for beauty! They smell nice, too. Their leaves are quite difficult to rake up, though. It’s like trying to rake up Styrofoam plates.
Teehee, Styrofoam plates! Thank you for your words of wisdom about writing. You are right, it is important, and I will not stop trying to produce something!