Another Mess

This is one of the many butter cups shattered over the front yard. They are near the box woods,some are around the small oak, some in front of the roses, at lots at a different nooks and turns. Several different varieties I love the delicate texture of each one. I have found the older ones have a pleasant fragrance whereas the newer ones do not have a fragrance.
This is the Hawthorne bush in between the box woods and in front of the basket ball court. The following photo is a close up. I will be cutting some today for Mimi to put in her Japanese vase she likes to use in the front hall.

No this is not a bloom but the green lace leaves of the lilac near the birdbath. Mother gave this to me when Puppy was small and I had it at the lake where it did not fare well so I brought it to the hill after Mother died in 98. It likes the spot where it was planted.
Last year, Prince and I dug up different butter cups from around the farm house and transplanted them around the old rake. Today it is not as warm as yesterday and the wind is so strong it will blow the tears right out of your eyes.

The kitty justice is to enjoy each little bloom as the gift it was intended.