Sometimes I take things, people, places, in my life for granted. Yesterday I was looking out my window and I fell in love again with our yard. I saw the beauty of spring, and the vibrant colors that most days I ignore.
Can you see the waterfall through the blossoms? (“Waterfall” is a stretch, it’s actually a storm drain, but “waterfall” is so much more romantic.)
I was thankful that in this small part of the Earth that we inhabit, animals are able to thrive.
Can you spot one of our resident ducks in the photo below?
You’ve seen the view below in a fall photo series that I shared. Here it is in luscious spring.
Happy FriYAY. Hope you are enjoying your view today.
I posted a comment on Paul’s blog, windblownwords about spring.
I thought of my comment again today when I was strolling with a dear friend. (And by strolling I literally mean pushing our kids in strollers, not luxuriously walking idly by.)
Nature is stretching her branches and rubbing the frost from her eyes.
Happy spring. Happy FriYAY.
Happy FriYAY everyone!
I’ve been craving Spring. My yard has been doormat with a layer of frost for the last few months. I’m yearning for some flowers.
I decided to walk around the yard and capture some evidence that Spring is coming. I added the pine tree because I never noticed how much I like it until today. I never really paid any attention to it and we have been here for four years.
Are you ready for spring too?
I live in the beautiful state of perpetual gray (Washington). I love my home state; I don’t mind the gray months (November-March). I love walks in the rain and reading a book while it gently mists outside. I appreciate the peek-a-boo blue skies. The smell of damp spring is heady and potent this time of year. A composition of hyacinth, tulips, dirt, pine, and rain.
How does spring feel where you live?
Photo credit: Miles McKee Photography