Needlefox

Every Spring, tulips push aside the cold dirt and stretch out into the air. Their warm colors seem to call forth the sun and bring the heat of summer a few steps closer. I have seen this happen, year after year, but every single time, the tulips make me want to dance. Each fall, Mom will hide bulbs in the ground. Some are for Lilies, others Tulips. Among all these blubs, Crocuses, Chrysanthemums, Pansies and Forget-Me-Nots hide deep in the ground. She places all these seeds carefully, leaving a rainbow of surprises for herself come spring. I eagerly await these hidden surprises, savoring the color that they bring to the Winter. Sadly I've