I think it’s finally safe to say that Old Man Winter has left us in peace. He’s no longer raging with polar vortexes and hurling plummeting temperatures our way. To celebrate, all the flowers and bugs and birds have come out to play, dancing in the sunlight and breeze. I took some time to celebrate with them at Longwood Gardens, capturing a few particularly happy moments with my camera.
The conservatory buzzed with pink, purple, and blue.
A crimson cardinal perched and sang in a cherry tree in full bloom.
The vegetable garden, measured out in neat rows, bloomed and readied itself for summer sun and more spring rain.
The hot house flowers put on a particularly beguiling show.
Not to be outdone, the tulips opened their petals and created a symphony of color and texture.
“Spring drew on . . . and a greenness grew over those brown [garden] beds, which, freshening daily, suggested the thought that Hope traversed them at night, and left each morning brighter traces of her steps.” Charlotte Bronte, Jane Eyre
HAPPY, HOPEFUL SPRING!