The sunshine was iffy, but the gardens cooperated:
The metallic, glittery eye of a (fake) frog.
Tinies; primulas hiding under the leaf litter.
First snail of the season.
Very yellow. A primula shows off its corrugated leaves.
Little drooping light bulbs. Snowdrops.
Clumps of snowdrops in a yard packed with them.
Eros dreaming over his burnished globe. We join him, in miniature, among the growing things.
And the day ends where it begins, with love.