Fat leaf buds ready to unfurl. I wasn't sure if "leaf bud" was proper terminology but Google tells me it's okay.
Miniature bleeding heart, a perennial. These plants are doing well in our garden and in a year or two I'll be able to split them and have more. The rocks are doing well too; those things multiply like crazy! I'll send you some for free if you like.
These are annual dianthus that survived the winter, probably because it was so mild. About half the plants I put in last year are coming back. More rocks, plus dead stalks! I'm cleaning up a little at a time and clearly didn't get this far yet.
Tiny bulbs that the deer do not like to eat
A closer look. These pictures don't do full justice to the deep, electric blue of these flowers in real life. (edit: these are scilla siberica, or Siberian squill)
Primula in purple. The leaves are very small this spring. I hope it's not thinking of dying on me, because it's one of my favourite plants.
I took this picture because of the peony stalks (the two red shoots in the very middle of the photo) but it qualifies as a picture of something green because the dandelion leaf photobombed it.
This year the feelings are not quite so near the surface, and things are a little easier, but the greening of nature still goes hand in hand with remembering how hard he struggled to live.
I keep telling myself how much Dad enjoyed going for a good long walk in the spring, back before his stroke. Somehow, it helps.
What's happening in your part of the world?
I hope May is treating you well.