Spring is seemingly here. I smell it in the air. I see it in the buds growing on the trees and the flowers beneath the rustle of last year’s leaves upon the ground. In some places, she may have already reared her head completely, but not on the Colorado prairie. In the past week, it has already snowed two times.
The grass is still a faded yellow, but I know she is here. Our tree outside has gorgeous maroon buds reaching toward the sun. Even the weeds have started to grow. We just have to wait for these cold periods to pass us by. So until then, I try to get out more. I’m enjoying the sparse periods of warmer weather and even when it is cold and windy, I am enduring the weather to see what little bits that nature leaves behind.
So last weekend, we went walking on a familiar trail behind the gardens. Crowds of bugs were not looming about the trees, but we did finally spy some mosquitoes. This is progress! Anyway, I hope you enjoy the view until spring is finally here. Come take a walk with me 🙂