March Flowers

It's so delightful to see splotches of colour after winter. I know the spots to look for them.



This is one of the first spaces to burst into colour. The garden faces just the right way and the building's foundation protects it from the wind. I walk past, as if on a pilgrimage to see these blooms.



I don't understand the appeal of white spring flowers, although I have to admit, their pristine white looks nothing like white of the soot soaked snow of the city.



This fellow followed me for a bit in the park, posing. I think he was hoping for a handout. He looks like he weathered the winter well.