The Miracle of Spring in My Own Back Yard




If spring came but once in a century instead of once a year, or burst forth with the sound of an earthquake and not in silence, what wonder and expectation there would be in all hearts to behold the miraculous change.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Snowballs of blossoms.

Purple violet iris stand like queenly guards over my garden.

Green pea vines.

Aging pines burst with tender new branches.

New raspberries welcome honey bees.

Fall's harvest of grapes begins in embryo.

After the apple blossoms fall, apples begin.

Hollyhocks next to the fence.