Cloud sat posed next to the bouquet of flowers, with a look on her face like she demanded her photo be taken.
It’s good to stop and admire the flowers sometimes!
Category: Spring
Flowers
Every year I like spring more and more.
It’s hard to stay sad when pretty little flowers are poking up through the ground, and the world explodes with color.
The End Of Winter
This was a day at the very end of winter a couple of years ago. These pictures have been sitting in my drafts for a while now, and it seemed time to post them. This is from another time. A bit of a sadder time, but that’s ok.
The day was warm, after many months spent in the cold. It wasn’t quite time for spring, but it was one of those days that let you know that spring was just around the corner. Winter was almost done.
It was a Sunday afternoon that felt strange, like the precious weekend had been partly wasted. So we went for a walk, and it made up for those restless feelings.
The sun was setting later and later each day, another promise that spring was on the way.
Film Around the Home
One early spring evening, some time ago, I loaded up my little vintage Argus film camera and snapped some photos around the house and yard, and dinner cooked away on the stove.
It had just rained and the weather was starting to warm up. Later that day we went on a walk. Spring was finally on the way.
A Garden Theme
A bit of a theme has appeared in the garden this year..
My wildflower garden was suddenly a sea of yellow and purple.
A bit of an unusual color combination, but I didn’t mind it!
The Allium bulbs that were planted last fall had sprouted up as fluffy purple spheres.
And the lone foxglove from last spring had certainly multiplied.
It’s interesting to watch what color themes emerge from the garden. It’s always changing.
Cherry Snow
It was late March, and it snowed again. For the fourth time. It rarely snows even once in March.
I was ready for warm weather, but I can never help being excited when I see the fluffy white snow cover all the flowers.
When snow was predicted in the forecast, my camera came to work with me in anticipation.
The snow finally started after many hours spent glancing up out the window every few minutes.
Many times throughout the day, my camera and I ran outside to take pictures of the cherry tree lined streets, as some of the biggest snowflakes I’d ever seen fell from the sky.
Later that day all the snow melted away when it turned to rain, like it had never even been there. Winter came back, just for a moment, and then it was finally gone.
A March Winter
It was a winter that was much colder than recent yeas had been.
The flowers that begun to spring up in January of last year were nowhere in sight until March.
The cold continued, and it snowed more times in March than it had for the entire winter.
On the second day of spring, as I watched the snow covered the flowers, I began to forget what warm days felt like. But now the snow has finally melted, and the cold has begun to fade away.. Winter might be nearly over.
Despite the Cold
Despite the cold that just wont seem to leave, flowers have begun to appear from the ground, and fill the yard with color.
Spring is one of the most exciting seasons, every day a little more green, and a little more color appears, after a long dark winter.
Green is on the Way
Through the drab brown leaves and dirt, green is beginning to appear.
The sun is shining for a little bit longer each day, and the air is feeling warmer and warmer.
Green is on the way!
Neighborhood.
With the the days being longer, I like to make the most of them by taking walks as often as possible. Even if it is just a quick wander through the neighborhood.
In the spring and summer I feel like my favorite time of day, dusk, lasts so much longer. In the winter it seems that as soon as the sun begins to fade, it’s night in a matter of minutes. But during these warm months, the sun just hangs out on the edge of the horizon for quite some time. This is my favorite to to take a walk. I love how the landscape looks in the setting sun’s golden glow.
I look forward to many more months of walks at dusk.
