Waiting for spring
WAITING FOR SPRING
We chased the sun for six months all over the desert southwest and had a blast - except for the mouse and the mini-flood incidents, that is. But now we're back on the prairies awaiting spring.
Searching for something to photograph that doesn't include dead looking trees, brown grass or left-behind patches of snow is a challenge. It takes a good month after we're home before the new-born leaves coat the landscape in a soft green glow.
Before that happens, at least there is one thing to look forward to. The crocus hunt.
This year I returned to the closest safe bet. Arden. And it didn't disappoint.
The patch seems to moves from year to year, but never goes far. This year, however, it jumped the road and the railroad tracks! But I found them. And I got dirty for an hour crawling around in that still-cold, brown grass. Nature is amazing.
This little pop of colour should hold me over until the buds start popping and the fields turn Case red, John Deere green or New Holland blue.
Once the spring breeze turns warm, I'm good to go. Then I can honestly say, "It's good to be home."
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