For me, one of the most fascinating things about moving into a new home is watching what pops up in the yard once the growing season begins. Our house, a modest folk Victorian, has been standing for 112 years, which means people have been digging and planting in our yard for more than a century.
Despite the possibility of snow this week (snow! in April!), all of the plants–grass, weeds, flowers–are poking their heads through the soil. I noticed today that patches of speedwell are enjoying the damp ground right now, their tiny blue striped petals tilting toward the sky.
Tiny speedwell blossoms, each smaller than the head of a nail, carpet the damp soil in the backyard.
Diana Staresinic-Deane 
That’s a great shot. I always have difficulty photographing speedwell, and haven’t gotten one this good.
I confess: it took me 73 shots to get this one keeper. Those flowers are so tiny!
Okay, that makes me feel a little better, cause I don’t think I took more than a dozen altogether. Your persistence is evident.
It involved all but crawling on the ground on my hands and knees to find a spot where the speedwell was sticking up. The hard part was getting the camera to focus in the right place. Sometimes it focused on a blade of grass in the foreground, or a dead leaf in the background.
I’m sure my new neighbors were wondering what I was doing.
Fortunately some of us are willing to follow our vision regardless of what the neighbors think! hahaha
LOL! I’m sure the neighbors will eventually catch me doing far stranger things.