No matter what happens to the world, come early spring in the South, the little buttercups are going to pop up all around to brighten our winter days. The unusual warm weather we have been having this year means that the buttercups are already here giving us false hope that spring is near.
I remember many years ago in grade school, many of the little boys and girls arrived at school with a handful of the tiny little flowers wrapped in wet paper towels and aluminum foil as a gift for the teacher. It was the responsibility of the teacher to pull out that old vase she kept in her bottom drawer and arrange all her buttercups to be proudly displayed on her desk. This was also a great indication of the “favorite” teacher and the “mean” teacher as this fact was obvious by the amount of flowers on her desk.
These were more innocent days long past though. I’m sure that children never bring wild flowers to the teacher anymore, and if they did I’m sure someone would complain because of their allergies. Nonethe less my memories are great and and not a spring season goes by without my gratitude for the determined will of the buttercups.
