The evidence is everywhere. One of my neighbors has daffodils in bloom. Dogwoods are about to burst into their whiteness. I saw a crocus. Dandelions have already gone to seed. Another neighbor has azaleas blooming by her patio. Wow! Mid March and there are azaleas in bloom. Tiny new leaves on the bare trees are making their greenness visible.
Could this be a redbud, awakened from its winter slumber?
My Arranger and I are now living in a senior retirement community. With this virus thing touching all aspects of our life, we are focused on maintaining proper separation from our fellows. We’re not going anywhere (buying plants for the porch will have to wait). But that doesn’t mean I can’t take a walk around our grounds on a warm Saturday afternoon and get close to the spring newness I see around me.
The pines are putting out their new needles, and the rain we had last night left puddles in spots, filled with yellow…pine pollen. Alas, it’s time to begin the daily dusting of the porch furniture.
There is uncertainty about the impact of the virus on our lives, but it is reassuring to know the cycle of life is continuing. A walk in the garden made my day.