The trees are just beginning to turn yellow.
The amaryllis I planted outside after Christmas, 2013, is sending up a shoot.
In just one week, this
turned to this
Spring has sprung. They're six weeks or so
behind us in Illinois; their trees are just beginning to bud. Tulips and day lilies were leafing out, but it was more like winter's end than spring's beginning.
Perhaps that's because I'm looking at this
as I type to you.
Perhaps it's because the long sleeve top and black jeans in which I traveled felt very chic and very dark by the time we found Uncle Beemer in the parking lot. The time for long pants in the middle of the day has passed, it seems.
That's spring in Tucson - and I like it.