Flowers

If there's one thing I can't get over about Arkansas, it's that we have four distinct seasons. I've never experienced this. In about one week in March, everything went from dead and brown to vibrant and green. I'm told this is called "spring." Fascinating.

Just to illustrate, here's the front of our house back in February, about a week before we closed on it. (I realize Jenna appears to be fleeing the house in terror. Don't be alarmed. It happens quite a bit around here.)

And here's the front of our house this morning with the sun all shiny and the flowers all bloomy.


These things shot up out of the ground so fast one week that I figured they were weeds. I was on my way out the door to pull them up when Chad stopped me. I'm glad he did, because they turned into these pretty yellow flowers! Jenna can look out her window just about any time of day and see butterflies all around them.


This stuff lines our walkway and no kidding -- one day it wasn't there and the next day, we were tripping over the leaves.

A neat thing about buying a house in the winter is that you never know what's going to come up in the flower beds in the spring. These lilies were a lovely surprise.


Spanky, the cat who always wants in.