The trees are coming into leaf,
Like something almost being said.
The recent buds relax and spread,
Their greenness is a kind of grief.
Since I’ve been working from home for almost two weeks now, I’m trying to get out of the house everyday. At the very least, that means a good walk around the neighborhood. When I was out today and saw these pussy willows in the process of emerging, I thought of them as a metaphor for our current situation.
Right now, most of us are in a social distancing “winter.” Someday that season will end, we will emerge from semi-isolation, and live our normal lives again. Until then, we have this pussy willow to help us remember it will not be forever.
I saw my first sandhill cranes of the season yesterday! A sure sign of spring.Continue reading The sandhills return
I almost posted these in color, but I really liked how they look in black and white.Continue reading Magnolias in monochrome
From a Sunday hike through the U.W. Arboretum.