If you’ve been with me for any length of time, you know that spring holds a great deal of joy for me. Starting with the crocus and the forsythia, there is always something new blooming. We attend church a little west and south from where we live, and they are one to two weeks ahead of our neighborhood. We already enjoying the tulips, many flowering trees, and the lush green grass that comes from snow in the winter.
I’ve decided to take a daily picture of the pink dogwood in front of the house this year. I want to be able to see the difference as the tight brown buds begin to open up and show just a hint of color. Here are the first two pictures, today and yesterday:
The wind picked up just a bit as I shot that one yesterday, so it blurred a little, but you can already see that the buds are spreading from Friday’s picture:
I have to get better at getting my thumb out of the way!
I’m so thankful for the house God had set aside for us 27 years ago. That’s a story I should tell another time. It’s a pretty neighborhood, not brand new. Our house is one of the older ones, about 70 years, I think. Most of the yards are full of color all through the spring and summer, and of course into the fall.
Our daughter gave her dad two dogwood trees ten or eleven years ago, one being just a year or so younger than the other. One is pink, the other white. The older, the pink one, gets its blossoms first.
We have a north-facing front yard, so the things we plant don’t get as much sun as the back yard, and that may be part of the reason our dogwoods tend to be a little behind some others. I really don’t know much about such things. I just enjoy them.
I’ve looked forward to spring, with it’s life and light, after this so-called “long, dark winter.” Seems to me most winters are long and dark 🙂 It’s still a little cooler here than usual at this point in April, but I know I’ll be looking forward to having it cool down again in the fall. I don’t enjoy the high temps along with the humidity than hit us in August.
I do, however, enjoy the changes of the seasons, watching the earth respond to being exposed to longer hours of sunshine. I enjoy watching the fields green up, the trees on our route to church putting out leaves, and all the wonderful gardeners around here planting color for the rest of us to enjoy.
And I love fresh asparagus! It’s a sure sign of spring when the farmer’s markets start offering asparagus!
Well. I guess this has turned into a sort of “count your blessings” post, and that’s okay with me. I often don’t know for sure what I’m going to write when I start my Sunday Morning Coffee posts.
I hope you’ll enjoy the next few weeks of warmer weather, longer days, and lots of colorful flowers bursting into full glory.