leafing out

It's getting greener!

Dogwood

More sunshine and flowers. Dogwoods are the most graceful tree I've ever seen. It is impossible to take a bad photograph of one--clichéd, yes, bad, no. 

shorts!

Today was warm enough for me to wear shorts for the first time--and even sandals when I wasn't walking in high grass.

I almost stepped on this pretty fellow. Good that I had the camera out already.

calf envy

Here's the bottom with the creek on the right, seen from the west boundary looking east--that one cedar in the distance is on the east boundary. It's about five acres, I think. I want so much to have something besides deer grazing there. 

Sunday morning coffee with rain

I usually save the blue willow cups for those weekdays when I want to channel my grandmother's ability to Get Things Done, but this morning the vivid blue seemed to go with the vivid green outside. I have enjoyed the sound of rain on the roof all day, ranging from pounding (most of the time) to gentle drips (occasionally) combined with not having to set foot outside if I don't want to. I had planned to walk down to the creek and check on the bluebells, but as the rain continues it seems more appropriate to stay inside and get out Winnie the Pooh and read "In which Piglet is entirely surrounded by water."

lilac

Here's the lilac I cut from the bush at my old house. I chose a branch that half broke off during the ice storm. The silver pitcher belonged to my great-great-aunt, who was only a year old when the Yankees stole her silver baby cup right out of her hand while she was drinking her milk, but her older sister my great-grandmother was five and old enough to remember.

bluebells

I walked down to the creek this afternoon, taking the camera instead of the dog, and found the bluebells open and lots of water in the creek, as I expected. Unexpectedly, I found woodland phlox and some white flower I can't recognize. It's spring, all right.