Well, let me just say, "I hope so."
We have been having some really nice weather...finally.
It seems like with every passing day the color is getting more visible.
I was beginning to wonder if the leaves on the trees were ever going to pop out.
But my fears were put to rest when I noticed that the lovely yellow powder,
(which I lovingly refer to as oak dust)
had started accumulating all over my clean black car over the weekend.
Ah yes...one of my most favorite signs of spring...NOT!
But as much as I have been complaining about the weather, I better be careful what I say!
These pretty little violets have started blooming and are scattered throughout the yard.
I don't see them every year so I imagine some of our fine feathered friends have helped them along.
They are tiny, actually about 1/2 inch in diameter.
And I saw a few of these...although very few...and they are miniscule, as you can see.
The most prominent, standing out from the stark, leafless woods are these favorites of mine.
After weeks of being in a state of dormancy, these pretties are currently in their glory!
Sadly, my wisteria didn't make it again this spring. 😢
This photo was from two years ago.
If they make it next spring, maybe I will still be around here to enjoy them once more.
We shall see.
We shall see.
So as the outside world is slowly but surely bursting forth in glorious hues,
inside in the dining room, there is/was some color going on as well.
I say is/was because those beautiful orange and purple petals are all but gone...
...a few are still hanging on for dear life.
Thanks to my dear hubby, I can always count on it being springtime on my table.
I rarely get tulips and I have really enjoyed these.
Y'all surely must know I really like getting up close and personal with my blooms.
These purple ones stayed closed up for a couple of days after he brought them home
and I wondered if they would ever show their pretty faces.
They finally did, as you can see.
Certainly only our Creator could manage something as intricate as these.
And in other news, as we were sitting and watching TV the other night,
Jim glanced out the back door and saw something crawling across the top of our shed.
By the time I had gotten my camera, it had made it's way into the tree.
As I stood below, looking straight up at him, he posed for the camera like model.
Cute or ugly?
I say cute, looking at him from the front...