"The first spring flower!"

Behold them come - countless millions of white and pale pink wildflowers wake from a winter's slumber beneath the mud of the woodland floor.

Yesterday brought tempuratures in the 60s, and with that came the inevitable itch to get outside and search wide-eyed for what has come to be known as "the first spring flower" - especially if you happen to be 3 years old and own a pair of red fire truck mud boots.

See it here, held out by my little growing man as a if it were the gold medal of springtime exploration.