She wore her yellow sun-bonnet,
She wore her greenest gown;
She turned to the south wind
And curtsied up and down.
She turned to the sunlight
And shook her yellow head,
And whispered to her neighbour:
“Winter is dead.”
Going to see the tulips and daffodils (though we were a little late for those) at Cox Arboretum has become one of my favorite things about spring in our area. I know you don't come here for pictures of flowers, but I couldn't help myself!