There are a couple of trees up the street from where I live. Every spring they blossom with white flowers. In the fall, the leaves turn red. The colors of the seasons are eye-catching but what really gets me is the spring scent. The only fair comparison is it has to be what heaven smells like.
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Where are you, springtime?
At least January is winding down. Now to get through that mean little February.
Spring is comin’!
Yesterday, I pulled into my driveway after work and noticed a glimpse of green. I stopped my car for a moment and looked harder. The green was coming from the tree in the front yard. I call it the “Teenager Tree” because it has bad posture with a slight lean from the wind. It’s also tall and gangly and looks like it needs to “eat a little more” to fill out. This is the tree that drops its leaves every fall with just the mention of the word “autumn.”
You get the idea.
So, I was surprised to see green buds on it. “It’s only April,” I said to myself, “surely, spring is not coming so soon.”
Let me explain. I live in Wyoming. Enough said.
“If the teen is green,” I exclaimed in a happy accidental rhyme, “perhaps the lilacs are coming.” I parked my car and went to investigate.
Sure enough, green leaves are on the lilac bushes. And, more importantly, little tiny-baby lilacs are budding. They are so tiny, my camera couldn’t even focus on them. However, they are there.
Of course, this is Wyoming. We are still due a spring snowstorm… any day now. And that may kill the lilacs. But for today, today it is springtime in Wyoming.
Ahhh.
photo by ck’s days
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