I started seeing bulb-like foliage peeping up out of the mulch around the garden several weeks ago and some of it turned out to be bluebells. The previous owners of our new house had done the "cut everything down and cover it up" method of tidying up the garden to sell it so I had no hint of what might be dormant and hiding last winter. I have all sorts of things that were unexpected coming up around the house, some of which I can identify and some of which I'm still clueless about. I feel like there's something metaphorical about finding something delightful and unexpected in a new place where things don't feel the way you're accustomed to.
I have a few rosebushes that have no tags on them and there's two peonies with buds on them so I have at least a few more little surprises waiting for me.
These two are 11x14" on Yupo and I think all the drawing on paper has spoiled me lately. I forgot how much of a pain it can be to draw on Yupo because I can't...erase...anything. Even though I'm tracing it from my sketchbook drawing, every little wobble shows and I keep going over it until it looks smooth. On paper, the rougher texture doesn't show the wobbles and even if I screw up I can erase (thanks, kneaded rubber eraser! you're the best :)