The Forsythia are blooming now, and seem to scream joy and sunshine. Here are ones in town.
This is our little one in the front yard.
This yellow truck has been parked in the same place in front of a forsythia hedge for maybe ten years now. It never seems to move, ever! At least one tire is flat now.
I asked A.I. to draw me a picture of a forsythia with birds in it, and this is what it did. It also wrote the following poem for me, this is only a snippet of the very long poem it wrote. It even included the facts at the end!
So let your
branches sway, let your petals unfurl,
Forsythia, you are the sun’s kiss on our cheeks,
A promise of warmth, a canvas of joy,
In your golden embrace, spring’s magic peaks.
Note:
Forsythia, with its vibrant yellow blooms, symbolizes hope, anticipation, and
the renewal of fresh growth. It’s a delightful harbinger of spring. πΌπΏ