Signs of Spring

“Spring has returned.
The earth is like a child that knows poems.”
~Ranier Maria Rilke

Not quite sure if you can see it or not, but there is a slight hint of red in our mountains, a sure sign that spring is finally arriving.  Flocks of starlings are flying through, coltsfoot are blooming by the roadside, bluebirds are back at the nest boxes and maple tree buds are swelling. 

Weekly Top Shot

Approaching the big turn at Bellview, it was such a treat to catch the sunshine breaking through for a moment.  The way it illuminated the side of the mountain and the frosted pines made our hearts swell.  This county road twists and turns, up and down, and in just a few minutes we were travelling a few yards below those frosted pine trees… following the road as it winds towards home.
joining Madge at The View From Right Here for Weekly Top Shot

Solstice to Solstice :: Change

“Autumn is the eternal corrective. It is ripeness and color and a time of maturity; but it is also breadth, and depth, and distance. What man can stand with autumn on a hilltop and fail to see the span of his world and the meaning of the rolling hills that reach to the far horizon?”  ~ Hal Borland
Change is coming to the mountains.

response to week one of the thirteen weeks of autumn
the solstice to solstice project with urban.prairie.forest