One sure sign of spring for me is forsythia in bloom. When my parents passed away six years ago we transplanted one of their forsythia bushes to our front yard. It is a living reminder of their lives and the beauty of renewed life.
I remember standing behind the photographer as he took the photo above of my mother in a neighbor's yard at springtime about 50 years ago. I took the photo below yesterday that shows the transplanted forsythia in our front yard. In the background is another sign of spring ... my Jeep with the top off.
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