April In My Valley

I drove by fields of daffodils on my way to town today. The golden heads were bobbing as they brightened up the way. The tulips that will follow next, are just a bit too late. The daffodils will linger, they do not mind the wait. In April, my loved valley is a tourist destination. They’ve come to join the tulip tour, the largest in the nation. The tulip fields are dazzling, in a multitude of hues. Some blooms are picked and bundled for their avid fans to choose. My home is in the center of this floriferous profusion. Hundreds of thousand visitors before the tour’s conclusion. Along the roads and highways, each yard is on display. My gardens too are at their best in finest spring array. Early snowdrops and spring crocus have already come and gone. Lilacs, Camellias, Rhododendrons are just now coming on. Japanese Cherries and others are all dressed in delicate pink. A multitude of vibrant perennials will open in a blink. If you could fly over and look down at my colorful countryside, You would think I lived in Eden, in such beauty I abide.