Palmkätzchen (German) are amongst one of the first messengers of spring. In Germany they are protected by nature laws, and are not to be plugged. They serve as a good source to animals and bees.
On my walk today to get out of the house, I came across this beauty, a giant bush of Palmkätzchen. Their fuzzy little velvet like buds, took me back to my childhood, a time it was still ok to pick these skinny branches. Since they bloom around mid March/April during Easter, Mom would arrange several branches in a tall vase for the Easter Holiday. Hollow, blown out eggs, delicately decorated with ribbons and paintings, as well as wooden little rabbit and other ornaments representing Easter, would hang from the branches, making it a festive centerpiece. Immediately a smile formed on my face thinking back to that innocent, time with all its little traditions. Hours later, the feelings have shifted as reality reminds me that these precious times can never be relived or repeated making new memories in the physical. But the memories will remain and for those I am eternally grateful.