Flowering Beginning

Backblipping.

The first day in the country.

Still quite cold.

The first time to my mother's in this trip after a few weeks, not as long as usual. And although my youngest brother lives quite close to her, every time after a break I'm a bit nervous to see how mother is. Everything was as well as it could be in the situation.

On the way back to our home in there I took the picture of mother's yard in the place she now is living. It shows the first wild flowers on the lawn this spring. It looked very gratifying, especially when feeling sad after every time  seeing mother's helplessness that came so fast.