Spring White

The whiteness of winter gets oppressive after awhile. Even in winters like this last one, which dropped very little snow, the sky is often a dull white overcast, and there’s a general absence of color.

Considering this, it’s strange how happily I welcome the flowers of spring — even though so many of them are white. Theirs is a more vibrant white than snow, often accented with a delicate touch of color here or there, and wrapped up in the transition to brighter days and new life.

What are these? I don’t find them in our Peterson’s First Guide.

I don’t find these either.

This next one is Dame’s Rocket, I think.

Here are a few more:

These two I posted previously, but I can’t leave them out.

I’m simply learning their names. Each bloom has a story to tell, but for now I’m just getting familiar with the titles!