"Is the spring coming?" he said. "What is it like?"
"It is the sun shining on the rain and the rain falling on the sunshine..."
- Excerpt from The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett
I've been watching my mom's peach and white daffodils like a hawk, and they bloomed just a few days after the first yellow daffodils of the season. Yesterday's spring rain couldn't keep me away from photographing them for her birthday.