Earlier this week I biked on the Glacial Drumlin State Trail for the first time.
Four generations of Bloy men
From left to right, Michael and his son Adam, Great Grandfather Wilmer, and Grandfather Steven. For a nice comparison, see a similar photo from 2004.
Spring thicket
Obligatory photo of tulips at the Capitol
A multitude of tulips
Why is this world so messed up?
Magnolia season
After weeks of rain and cooler than normal temperatures, there seems to be a sudden explosion of flowers everywhere.
After the rain
Two days of sunshine
Purple crocus
At last, a concrete sign of spring! Although when I see these tiny, first blossoms of the year, it seems to me that Mother Nature is tentatively testing the change of season. As if she’s saying, “Let’s see how these small flowers do before I commit to anything bigger.”









