A spring volunteer

Today is gorgeous.  Warm and sunny.  I spent most of the morning out doing spring cleaning and preparing the beds for the 6 yards of compost that arrived today.  In the process I ran into this lovely volunteer.  Not one of my picks.  Probably not the pick of our house's previous owners either.  We inherited huge, sheared boxed box hollies in this bed when we bought the house.  So this bloom is a tenacious flower with a real history.   

And I didn't weed it.  It might not fit my Pacific Northwest sense of style -- but I couldn't give up this lovely breath of spring.