It's been said that time flies. The change in the woods arrives in a blink, just a fortnight or two past yammering on about how leafless trees take forever to spread their wings, abandoning dormancy. It's an embarrassment now, daring to second guess Nature, distrusting the inevitable of what quickly lies ahead. Change so rapid that well, much is lost in memory today, the vast transformation already announced, with more, much more to come.
The bigger trees seem first to morph, spilling out of nowhere flowers (who knew), blossoms that display hints of chartreuse and variations of soft yellow. Any hint of wind billows softly their blossoms, thick with pollen ripe for the hovering bees and more not yet used to a new season.
We marvel at Nature's speed, a strength able to leap tall buildings in a single bound. Indeed, the coming season will be boundless, free for the taking. The wait is over. ... See MoreSee Less