One of the most delightful things about moving to a new place is discovering what has been planted in the yard. You have to wait for them to push up through the ground, and sometimes you have to wait for them to bloom before you can identify them. It is like finding little presents every so often throughout spring and summer. I just found my first bloom this weekend - a crocus I believe - and it really surprised me. They are so low to the ground I didn't have any idea it would flower so soon. And then I came back from walking the dog one day and there it was!