There's something about Forsythia that lifts the heart. Those cheery yellow bushes reaching for the sky, and the vibrant blue of a Spring day provides the perfect backdrop for these symbols of new life. I can never fathom the urge to crop them into little rounded bushes, because what I love about them is their reckless reaching out, the irrepressible nature of their outstretched limbs.
Which, of course, I cut and put in jars and vases around the house!
So... a new spring, a new season, and new and interesting things to come, for each of us.