What was once an inviting, fluffy mountain of snow is now a dirty pile of chopped ice. It melts a little each day but freezes again at night. Try to play on this and you’ll slip, the rough chunks of ice scratching your hand as you brace your fall.
This is rough on an emotional level. When I read the note that was scratched into the painted-over glass windows on a padlocked door to an abandoned house, I couldn’t help but wonder about the circumstances. More photos and speculation in this post from several months ago.
I was going to say how much I like goldenrod and that it’s the birth flower for the month of August. I’m glad I fact-checked myself because turns out August’s flower is gladiolus. I suppose in my mind, goldenrod symbolizes August because that’s when it blooms, adding bright swaths of yellow to the landscape.
I looked again for blooming trees and found so many different petals. What a dramatic difference in so short a time.
The tree that had only one blossom on Thursday had completely opened by Saturday morning.
Here’s another before and after.
I like the bee that I happened to catch in this one.
Here are some more petals. I wish I could identify these trees. I typically think of the classic cherry blossoms as being pink, but last year I did see some white ones on a farm I visited.
This tree does not produce any fruit so I think it’s an ornamental cherry… Maybe? They look like cherry blossoms.
Unfortunately we are supposed to get lots of rain soon. I hope it doesn’t wash all these blossoms away.
I’m participating in the A to Z Challenge for the month of April. The idea is to post every day, except Sundays, and end up with one post for each letter of the alphabet. It’s a good challenge to help me to blog every day.