Although it’s not here yet, spring is definitely around the corner. After a wet snow on Friday, today is sunny and in the 50’s with much melting taking place. Outside the grass is brown and the trees are bare. But there’s a hope and promise of spring to come. And that’s what these lovely yellow begonias seem to be saying – spring’s colors and warmth will be here soon. Green will appear in our landscape, the sun will generate warmth, and we will gladly move from winter to spring.
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Barbed wire and weathered leaves
Every Minnesotan found an excuse to be outside yesterday as the temperatures soared into the 50’s. The sun was warm, the day was bright, and spring seemed just around the corner. We headed out for a hike in the woods. As we started out before 8:30 in the morning, the ground was still hard and frozen. Within the woods, there was more snow on the ground, but as the morning continued and the temperature warmed, everything became softer. The birds and squirrels were active, making their presence known, as if they too were enjoying this spring-like morning. I found a large roll of barbed wire that had been left in the woods. Amidst the tangle of wire, there were leaves that had fallen and been held in place by the snow. Now they were weathered and delicate, leaving an amazing texture to their thinness. The contrast seemed so opposite between the cold, hard barbed wire and the delicate, paper-thin leaves.
A hint of spring to come
A couple of days with temperatures in the 30s and 40s makes Minnesotans think of spring. I was at Como Lake last night and the evidence was everywhere – people walking, running, biking the perimeter path; cars driving by and splashing all the snow melt water that was standing in the road; and an outdoor event at the Pavilion across the lake – complete with music and cheering. The temperature was 42, but it was easy to imagine a warm(er) spring day. There is open water on the lake, and what ice remains is becoming thinner and slushier. Ducks and geese were flying overhead, coming into the lake, swimming, and then taking flight again. The sunset lit up the clouds in the western sky, and the thin ice allowed the sky’s reflection and beauty to be repeated below. Eventually spring will come, and stay, but it’s a bit too early just yet.
Scents of the late spring garden
Our warm sunny weather turned to mist and clouds yesterday morning, reminding me of my days living in the Pacific Northwest. The dampness of the mist and rain held all the wonderful scents of late spring in the air. I wandered our yard, enjoying the smells of the peonies and roses. As I rounded a corner, I got a hint of orange. Our mock orange bush has been flush with blossoms and is nearing the end of its bloom. Although its colors aren’t as bright and showy as the peonies and roses, the white glimmered amidst the spring green under the gray skies. Its delicate petals will fall for a few more days, and the green leaves will remain until next spring when we can once again marvel at its short burst of white blossoms and delicate smell.
White lilacs
We’re fortunate to have both purple and white lilacs surrounding our yard. With some recent rain and higher humidity levels the air has been heavy with the sweet smell of the lilacs. Knowing how short-lived their blossoms are, I cut some and brought into the house. This old pink hobnail glass pitcher that had been my mother’s seems the perfect vessel to hold them and let them release their fragrance throughout the house.
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