The trees are leaving (or is it leafing?) out. The blossoms are blowing about. The ferns are unfolding. Moss invades the lawn and adorns the moist spots. With the sun shining and warmth bathing the emerging green, the yard seems to almost twitch to life before me. I snapped some hand held macro images.

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“In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.”  Margaret Atwood

“Spring is the time of plans and projects.”  Leo Tolstoy

“It’s spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you’ve got it, you want – oh, you don’t quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so!”   Mark Twain