Maple Blossom Special

 

Maple Blossom Special

Word from the sugarbush is that the sap has stopped running. 

Friends who have been boiling syrup for the past month or 

so are emerging from the woods with smoky clothes and 

sticky fingers.

Here in town the hard maples are blooming. From a distance 

the flowers don't look like much, nothing more than little fuzzy 

blobs at the end of a dry twig. Most of the branches are so high 

up that you don't often get a chance to see one in detail.

On Sunday I had the bright idea to drag the tall ladder out of 

the garage and get up close and personal with the maple tree in 

our front yard. I was surprised to see how beautiful and colorful 

these flowers really are.

~ Hal

 

Hallelujah

Hallelujah

This year it seems like spring has been taking forever to arrive.

Maggie and I went out with friends to hear Chris Silver and

Tommy Bentz play on Saturday, and when we came out of the

show, it was snowing (again).

Yes, the snow laden trees were beautiful the next morning, and

I did take some nice photos, but I have been dying to see some

sign of new life. Thankfully, the snow had melted by noon and

despite a stiff wind, the sun was out to cheer us up.

Later in the afternoon, after finishing up some chores, I walked

home through the alley and ran across these little daffodil tips

poking out of the leaves in our neighbor Marcia's garden.

Hallelujah!

~ Hal