Spring Chronicles

The first daffodils in our gardens to bloom

Snow melt & spring rain keeps Sandy Run's waterfalls cascading

Bright & Beautiful

An early bloomer, our ornamental cherry is bursting with dainty, bright yellow blossoms.

Dawn of Spring

The sky at dawn was a glorious celebration of color and light. Happy first day of Spring!!! 🌷

Trees

Trees are poems
the earth writes
upon the sky.

~ Kahlil Gibran

One More Sure Sign ...

The crocus is blooming!!!

It's always a race to see the crocus before the deer find them and gobble them up!

At Last

Blue skies with puffy white clouds 

Flower buds on the cherry tree

Deer browsing in the yard

All signs that Spring is on its way!!!

Cute Kitties

There's nothing cuter than Shanti & Silver cuddling together 💕

While Shanti sleeps, Silver smiles for the camera 😊

Wishful Painting

My most recent miniature paintings have all been Spring themed. If only wishing could make it so. Snow is on the ground, and it's going down into the teen temperatures tonight. Brrrrr!!! Though Spring's a comin', it's definitely not here yet … but, in my little paintings, it is :)

Wintery World Deja-Vu

We got a lot of snow throughout the day and night yesterday. It stopped falling by early morning. Today, we're engulfed in a world of fluffy white snow. My photos don't do the beauty of our wintery outdoor world justice, but here's a glimpse into our snowy surroundings.

Out front

Deer tracks

Snow laden bushes out back

Chestnut oaks adorned with snow & lichen 

More snow ...

When I was a little girl, I remember my sister and I sitting in front of a window on a snowy day willing the snow flakes to keep on coming … as a lot of snow meant we wouldn't have to go to school. These days, I still love the snowy days, as the snow dresses up an otherwise drab winter. When we purchased our cabin, I asked the previous owner and builder which season was his favorite here, and, without hesitation, he said, "Winter." I would have guessed he would have said spring or fall. Having lived here for over five years and five winters now, I can understand why he loved the snowy season so much. The beauty of snow falling and lacing the trees and that gentle hush created by freshly fallen snow is so peaceful. As I always do, I'm yearning for spring and new life and color, and I surely will welcome it when it finally arrives, but I'm relishing these late snowstorms for their beauty and calm.

Snowy azalea bush framed by crepe myrtle branches