After a cold grey Midwest winter, I love spring.  It feels like the earth is putting on her party dress.  The first flowers of spring, also make me feel like the party is ready to begin.

These are my blue flowers. They are always the first to come back each spring.  They poke their way through the dead leaves left behind from the previous fall and add a bit of color to my yard.

Don’t ask me what they are, I don’t know.  To me.. they are simply spring blue.