It only comes around once a year, but when it does, it is a thing of beauty. I'm talking about my Michigan Garden, of course!
It's the colors of the University of Michigan football team - the maize and blue. Not that it is maize - it is forsythia. And not that it is the navy blue - it is the chionodoxa, Lake Superior on a bright summer's day. It's Michigan to me.
I wait for this moment every year. It is fleeting. Some year's it happens during the week and I don't get to see it, but this year I was lucky and it happened on the weekend. Both the forsythia and the chionodoxa reached their peak bloom on a Saturday.
How cool is that!?
It's the first highlight of the garden for me. It reminds me of the first place where I grew up. It reminds me of home. It reminds me of family.
Even though the individual flowers are so small, they make a big impact. I love that this is right up in the front of our bucolic manor. I love that people stop to take a look and I see the smiles on their faces. I even love seeing it lit by the streetlight when I go to work in the morning before the sun rises.
It's my piece of Michigan. A little bit of home in the place I now call home.