It's theoretically spring here in the Boston area after a particularly brutal winter of bleak frostiness. So there is hope, even if the temperature is only in the 50s (F) or about 10-13 deg. C. Semi-brrrrrr weather in the morning.
We're a couple of weeks late this year, but finally trees are flowering and budding. The Flowering and the Budding are micro-seasons within the Spring, that precede the Leafing Out.
The beauty of spring is before our eyes, even if the air temperature isn't reinforcing our sensory perception. But with the cool temperatures, it's hard to get into my "I'm in love with spring!" mood.
The beauty of spring is before our eyes, even if the air temperature isn't reinforcing our sensory perception. But with the cool temperatures, it's hard to get into my "I'm in love with spring!" mood.
But if I get out on my bicycle and ride for 3 or 4 miles, I warm up enough to sort of enjoy the sights. And the brightness of forsythia flowers translates into happy feelings within me.
Here's a smattering of the signs of hope in our fair city of Cambridge (and one across the river in Brighton).
Here's a smattering of the signs of hope in our fair city of Cambridge (and one across the river in Brighton).
Blue flowering groundcover brightens the brown litter of leaves from last fall. |
I love the contrast of the pink flowers against the blue sky. |
While flowering tree towering over an historic property, just off Tory Row (aka, Brattle Street). |
The Budding on a privet hedge. |
One view outside Cambridge shows the Budding of brush and trees on the banks of a small channel off the Charles River in Brighton. |
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