Spring Walk

Our local weather  has been cold and damp, and I am still wearing flannel. Apparently, light rain fell for most of last night; this morning the world is a lush, the trees having suddenly made the transition from a diversity of early spring colors to myriad hues of vibrant green. The red bud in our neighbor’s yard has defied the arborist’s forecast and made it through another winter; I have the deep pleasure of looking at the luscious dark pink buds and flowers through the window next to my computer. Continue reading