SPRING SPRINGS

From gray-brown, bare limbs to this ….. seemingly in only a very few days.

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What a pleasure to see it all again.  I’m annually in wonder over this massive miracle, these great beautiful bandages over the sores of winter.  Welcome back!!

Where have these blooms and leaves been?  Wrapped tightly under their coats against the icy cold.  It’s what we do as well: we wrap our warmth and color within our warm spaces, holding on while the days drag on to

SPRING!!!

Sunny, mild, balmy days, perhaps a soft breeze, the birds singing.  Oh, the birds!

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I wonder at all of the beauty and I’m in awe of its construction…from the simplest wild flower asserting itself from the forest floor…..

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…..to the complex, lush, delicate beauty of these Camellias.

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From my computer days I wonder if the plants and the trees all have some kind of plant firmware that enables them to do what they do.  If so, it’s highly complex code, and so well written to produce such beauty.

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These crabapple blossoms just enjoyed a sprinkle and, smiling,  seem to be looking around to see if it’s Ok to come out.  I smile back in return, thankful for their short but wonderful visit.

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A Queen of the season, the daffodils in many varieties are seen all over the campus, like bright lemon lollipops.

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The return of spring helps me.  I can become full of doubt about life in the face of much that happens that is sad or evil.

I accepted years ago that it isn’t a Norman Rockwell world;  recently it has come home to me that it isn’t a Thomas Kinkade world either.

Yet, here comes spring again, the annual rebirth to continue the species.  A lot of life keeps on working right.

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ON THE TRAILS

I spent about an hour last Sunday morning on the trails along Sharp’s Run at Medford Leas, enjoying seeing the awakening of plants and trees.  It’s nice to see the feathery foliage emerging on the trees but our lack of rain shows in the shallow Sharp’s Run.

Here’s a Redbud.  It wasn’t on the trails; it’s along the walk in front of the Estaugh Building but it was too pretty against a cloud pattern of branches to be left out.

 

Back on the Red Trail here’s a crab apple that I photographed last week and, below, the same branch last Sunday.  This is the trail where I watch a local walk her several exhuberant Jack Russell terriers and her collie most mornings.  Last month one morning I watched five deer move smartly down this trail, and last week a Red Fox crossed my grass and headed for the trail.

The Red Trail Crabapple (see above) a week later.

There are lots of wildflowers happy to be here along the Yellow Trail.  Here are two for whose names I’m in debt to Maggie Heineman.

Spring Beauty

Spring Cress Cardamine Bulbosa