Spring arrived, and I missed all the lovely fog as the snow sublimated. Four days of fog and I was sick. Since then it has been nothing but sunshine. Everything is poised and waiting. Waiting for the rains to come.
The first flowers of spring, emerging from the detritus of last year.
It has been dry. Once the rains come the buds will burst and the trees will be enveloped in a green mist. For now, we wait, and hope it comes soon.