Just a typical afternoon errand run.
Eyes glaze over the sleeping landscape . . . bare trees, brown grass, piles of decaying leaves blown up against fences.
When suddenly my head nearly swivels off my shoulders. What was that I saw? Could I have been imagining?
No! It really is. The first blossoms of the season. Bursting into life. Bringing the tints of color to the landscape.
Redbud, I think, though I'm not sure.
A little later, swinging by the library, almost hidden by a tree, small yellow flowers peeking between the branchy tangle of the forsythia bush.
It's official. The spring sap is flowing. Color is coming. Nature is awakening!