Yesterday I was looking for a place to toss my empty beer can when found these flowers growing in the ditch outside of our house. My first thought was, "flowers are for girls," and I started to walk away. But then it dawned on me how nice it was of these flowers to grow in our ditch where all the detritus is and remind us that the cruel, punishing winter is no more. I whipped out my cell phone, snapped a photo and tossed the can in the neighbor's ditch, where no flowers grow.
And here they are. Flowers, forever immortalized at McBone. As you can see, they are yellow. I think they're called daffodils or something, but I really wouldn't know.