The buds on the dogwood are promises of blooms to come.
The colorful dogwood seeds have been eaten by birds or have fallen.
We still have our marigolds and begonias - give thanks for the annuals that keep on giving.
One last hopeful, brocolli, hopefully it will bloom one day soon.
Hope spring eternal in the heart of a gardener. I read that somewhere. Oh yeah, it is on a stepping stone in the experimental garden, covered with weeds right now.