Winter had begun to melt and puddle in Spring’s benevolent warmth.  It’s that awkward and messy, yet exciting time in our yards and gardens when life begins to sprout amid the mucky, soggy spoils of a new season.  Possibility abounds! …

  Drifting, dancing snow swirled wildly upon the wind, suspended momentarily before falling to the ground.  The great hardwoods sluffed and shuddered the fleecing while the evergreens donned it with style and panache.  Their mighty boughs bore the weight both beautifully and pragmatically….

The air had yet to be polluted and remained fairly clear and buoyant up until today.   Soon the crushing heft of humidity would contaminate the atmosphere, leaving us in a haze of scorching torridness and malaise, wilted and soulless.  I hate Summer. The sad…