When I lived in Germany, Spring was a big deal. I remember the intense greens and the thrill of seeing leaves and blooms for the first time after several months of snow. Oh, what a glorious feeling that was! Our Spring here is quieter. It sneaks up on you bit by bit until one day you look around and realize it has been here for a few weeks, like I’m realizing these days. I see it in the dandelion flowers, which I love so much that I just can’t think of them as weeds.
I love capturing the blooms with my birthday lens…the way the background blurs out and the flowers pop.
My roses (one of the only flowers that grows despite their constant neglect) ready to bloom again.
Our fruit trees (again, little neglected trunks who insist on defying our lack of attention with little bursts of color!)
Our jasmine that winds around the front porch post…for a few precious weeks a year it smells so sweet that we forgive it for looking weedy the rest of the year.
My hydrangeas…another neglect-loving plant (are you detecting a pattern?) who gets chopped back in the winter whenever I get around to it, then blooms beautifully all summer long…it’s just starting to bud!
But I’ve saved the best for last…my wisteria. After several years of constant neglect (I’ve heard that’s the only way to get them to grow) it looked like this two weeks ago…
…and today it looks like this…
I hope you’re enjoying the signs of spring wherever you are (and if you are many weeks away from spring, I hope it comes to you soon!)