(Update: 05/08/2012 Oops! I forgot to put my link on Mama Kat's blog. But, no matter, I wanted to post these photos anyway,)
Spring is my favorite season. I'm not fond of either hot or cold weather ---we have much of both in my area ----so that leaves Spring or Fall for my favorite weather. I am happiest when I can wear a long-sleeved T-shirt or a sweatshirt without a jacket.
Tulips and daffodils from our garden. |
I much prefer Spring, when nature seems to come alive again and the days lengthen day by day. I know Spring is just around the corner when daffodils and tulips start to poke through the ground. I love seeing the birds return, small buds, then blossoms, and finally green foliage on the trees.
I know we can put away the snow shovels, winter coats, boots and gloves, at least for a while.
That being said, the winter of 2011-2012 was a very mild one here. Whereas we usually have weeks of high temperatures in the teens or low 20s and sometimes lows hovering just above or below zero, this past winter we had many weeks when temperatures were 20-30 degrees above normal. In January and February ---traditionally our coldest months ---there were days when we could take walks without coats. Spring flowers were breaking through the soil in February instead of late March or early April. This year, most of March felt more like late April or May. We had summer temperatures of over 80 degrees on several days.
We usually spend many winter days shoveling snow. This year, there was almost no snow at all. I used a snow pusher to move an inch or two only 3 times. Most of the time, there was just a trace or perhaps 1/4 inch, that either melted or blew away on its own.
I've been playing around with still-life photography. My spring flowers made perfect models. |
Yet, if I could live in eternal Spring, I would be very happy indeed.
These photos were taken in my neighborhood or at local parks. |
Our Magnolia tree before the frost. |
1 comment:
Thanks for dropping by - your piece of spring brightened up my piece of winter!
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