Ah, Springtime…

Backyard flush of color…

First Clematis, Rhody’s yet to burst, Dogwoods colorful. Roses waiting to make their much awaited entrance. The new growth and colors lifts one’s spirit.

Springtime…

in Portland, Oregon

Not soon enough…

“When spring came, even the false spring, there were no problems except where to be happiest. The only thing that could spoil a day was people and if you could keep from making engagements, each day had no limits. People were always the limiters of happiness except for the very few that were as good as spring itself.” Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast

Inspiration…

Nothing taken for granted these days. Here for another Springtime….

last blooms

a tenacious little rose but forth one of it’s most beautiful blooms in December! I was appreciative as I strung the Christmas lights in the cold wind.

farewell..

to Summer’s final efforts. The temps have dropped, the winds and rains have arrived. Farewell