First Day of Spring

Everywhere, daffodils are blooming, and bright forsythia greets the eye around each corner.  On a long drive through the countryside this time of year, it is not unusual to see a cluster of daffodils along the road but no house nearby, or not any longer.  Perhaps there was a house here decades ago, a home where people lived and loved and raised children, and of course planted daffodils, leaving not even an old chimney behind.  As the Bard famously said:

"The cloud-capp'd tow'rs, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve,
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind." 

 But daffodils?  They will still burst through the cold ground every Spring, reminding us of new life.