April was pretty dry at first, but it did finally rain.
And though Midwestern America can have desert-like qualities:
Who knew you could find these here? My nephew did. He found some right through his shoes.
It seemed like it would never 'green up', except in a few small spots:
Which was neat enough, because eventually the wild strawberries came out.
But eventually, the May flowers came.
Some wild violets,
and some tame.
My wife has a very green thumb!
But, with some dependable assistance, I found a new favorite: The May Apple.
With its single flower.
Next: Back To Bread.