On a mission to document Spring! Grabbed the camera and tromped around the homestead with my wiener sidekick to take killer, artistic shots of the emerging season. I envisioned tender buds on shrubs, trees preparing to burst forth and shy crocus revealing their purple crowns above the snow. I desired to show you, my fellow chicken-wingers, the gloriousness of the changing seasons.
|Sniffing out Spring|
Like a distant galaxy. Like Pluto. It’s there, but we can’t see it with the naked (I said naked!!) eye.
I’m sure it’s charging up the hill, streaking like a meteor.
But I must use the telescope to catch a glimpse. Hey!….did you just see that….that shooting star??
The reminders of Winter are so…..ever-present.
And the promise of Spring is still just that…..a promise.
And it’s carrying a ball.