It is March and the crocus are in bloom they come up seem to just spring to life and  then are here a while and just gone so fast.. I picked a couple and brought them in to draw, and they faded so fast that I regretted it.. but then again. one must draw or what would life be ...  

Those little shades of purple and bright yellow center, just make me smile to know spring is on it way, and  to the crocus the weather does not seem to matter they pop there little heads up through the snow.. They are here before any other flower dares to show it's face.. They always give us hope , I could say they give us hope that better is coming, but looking at there sweet beauty , I just do not think at this point it gets any better than that..