The first flower of the season opened at home today. We thought it would be a crocus budding nearby but, no, it was a miniature iris. Absolutely beautiful, even in the early evening shade, exploding out of the dark litter and mulch. Our worry over Tasha continues despite a fairly good weekend. While she did come out and welcome us home tonight, she continues to hide most of the time and, well, just doesn't act right. We fear it could be worse than "only" a skin problem. Kind of dampens our excitement over the flowers.