A couple of weeks ago I was poking around the detritus in my garden, searching for signs of spring, and I stumbled upon this pine cone nestled on shoots of green. It was so sweet and delicate, I had to snap a photo. Then last week I checked to see if it was still there, and happily it was. Today I went back again.
There's just something about this little pine cone surrounded by spring's green glow that draws me in and inspires me to follow suit.