Common Crocus

And all the woods are alive with the murmur and sound of Spring,
And the rose-bud breaks into pink on the climbing briar,
And the crocus-bed is a quivering moon of fire
Girdled round with the belt of an amethyst ring.
~ from:  Magdalen Walks by Oscar Wilde

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A delightful and unexpected addition to my garden this month.