Nothing says spring like a visit to the local nursery.
Also playing with my birthday present, a lens that clips on to my iPhone that gives me a wide angle or fisheye view. It’s called Olloclip.
March is the trickster this year, Coyote has taken over the weather. The old saying about March is “in like a lamb, out like a lion, or the opposite, meaning if it comes in with nice weather, it will go out with nasty weather.
This year, it came in with a beautiful day, sunny and 80 degrees on the first. On the second, we had freezing temperatures, sleet and snow. Just enough sleet on the roads to cause more than a few incidents on slippery roads.
There was a nice lead up at the end of February too, some warm days that seduced the Bradford pears into showing out for the sun and popping open their white flowers only to be overcome by frost, turning the bright white flowers into brown tatters.
The Sun and Old Man Winter have been battling it out all month with Spring slowly beating back the ice and frosts. The weatherman just said he thinks we have had the last freeze of the season.
It’s time to go buy plants now.
Suddenly, one day
I look up
and find a green haze
over the tree limbs,
where all was brown and grey before,
I notice buds swelling
on what were bare twigs.
One day I feel
a warm softness in the air.
still a touch of chill
but gentler, with less bite.
I see delicate, winged things
swarming with new life.
I hear the birds singing
with longer days,
song exuberant, full of life,
singing of things to come.
I notice a smell, full and earthy,
the smell of green and growing things.
Time to stir up the earth
and plant seeds full of hope.
Yellow daffodills are showing their faces
with the warmth of the afternoon sun.
Spring snuck up on me,
Suddenly, one day.