Perfect Timing

When the first greens started popping in my  perennial  garden, I frantically searched for the pointy heads of my lillies of the valley. I had planted them in honor of my mom as they were her favorite. Everyday I looked for their little buds and everyday I was disappointed. I thought for sure my over zealous black eyed susans had choked them out. So I stopped looking and focused on the many emerging perennials.






               Today I came across these.

Once again my garden has taught me that life happens in perfect timing, not my timing.