It's Spring . . . and Who Needs Paris?

      I know Paris in the Spring is iconic, but Geneva has really been lovely. We've had day after day of temperatures in the 60s, bright blue skies, and flowers bursting from the ground and the trees. Here are some of my favorites.

Grape hyacinths in our yard.

Our flower bed in the back yard, It's so fun to see what comes up. You can see that the ground is really dry; we haven't had rain in weeks. This is our excuse for not weeding as well.

Cute little purple flowers (this is their scientific name) by the driveway.

The view down our street.

Forsythia in the neighbor's yard.

Wildflowers in Park Brot, a short walk from our house. Below as well.

I love this yard -- and the house. It looks like an old barn, which is probably what it is.

An old cemetery near our house.

Primroses are my favorite find of the spring. I never knew what they looked like before!

Climbing vines in Old Onex.

The bottom vent is where a bird has built a nest in the vent for our stovetop fan. We hear her pecking away at all hours.

A closer shot of the primroses. Sorry it's a little blurry.

We're headed off to London on Tuesday morning. It's supposed to be cool and wet there, and we're wondering why we chose that for Easter break.  But we are looking forward to Sherlock Holmes, Charles Dickens, William Shakespeare, and seeing our third major European river.

Happy Easter!