It's March 1st and snowdrops, daffodils and tulips are bringing cheer to gardens everywhere it seems, but not yet in Maine. It has been snowing all day, tiny flakes drifting down but not sticking. The days are noticeably longer, the sun higher in the sky and winter's tight brittle grip is loosening. Our signs of spring can be seen in dancing sparkly bokeh and the audible tick tick of melting ice.
And so we wait...
until Winter's sharp edge begins to soften.
Ha! Dear, kind, neighbor, your take on the local Spring is much nicer than mine: http://thedowneastdilettante.blogspot.com/2013/02/intermission-in-like-lion.html
ReplyDeleteMy driveway is like one big spilled slushy after three days of rain and snow mix.
See you around the Post Office. Black flies will be here soon
Hello DED! I was actually just yanking your chain because I know how much you love this time of the year! Our driveway (dooryard) is a quagmire and the wreaths are turning brown and that is why I'm shooting macros!
DeleteI hate black flies...see you at the post office!
These are BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteOptimistic Existentialist ~ How kind, thank you very much! Welcome to spring in Maine!
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