I’ve looked and looked, but it appears that our final crocus is gone. I remember what a joyful harbinger of spring they were. Here are some pix from 6 years ago.
Today, the first of May, our friend, Vanilla, re-posted an article on May baskets. Read it here.
This morning, we awoke to the sound of a vehicle on the driveway. Then we heard a [child’s?] voice saying something. Sylvia went to see what was happening, but the driveway was empty. Well, almost empty. There was a basket sitting in front of our door.
It is an understatement to say that we were deeply moved by this lovely display of affection. Smiley face wrap held some cookies with a note attached.
The note reads: “May your days be as beautiful as the buds of May. ~ Happy May Day!”
Heartfelt thanks to our visitor[s]. You made our day brighter and better.
In further celebration, a second tulip had opened this morning and a third may open before the day ends. Yes it’s a beautiful day! Here’s hoping yours is even better.
What do you think it is?
Fairy dust? Saw dust? Pollen?
Today, I stepped out the door to place an outgoing letter in the mailbox. I had taken only a few steps when the first drops began to fall. A little rain water never hurt anyone. I kept walking.
I remember my mother used to collect rain water in a tub. She wanted soft water and that’s how she got it. She taught me that rain water is soft water.
By the time I reached the mailbox, that rain was starting to feel like hard water. On the way back to the house, I could see the little pellets hitting the driveway ahead of me. Snow! No, really. One-eighth-inch size little snow balls were hitting the ground.
As I stepped into the house, the pace picked up. Maybe I could capture an image. I did that. Got two shots.
Like most April snows, this one didn’t last long.
I had looked and looked for our last remaining crocus to appear. It was beginning to look like our friend had gone the way of the others. What a sad feeling that is.
Sylvia went for a walk around the yard the other day. When she came in, she reported that our crocus had put in a late appearance. With camera in hand, I went out to see.
Worth waiting for, don’t you think?
A short distance away, I encountered these little beauties growing on the lawn.
I don’t know their name, but they are a welcome splash of color amid the grass. Perhaps Sharkbytes will know what they are. Can you help me?
Winter bows to spring,
Grass changes from brown to green
Soon the earth will warm.
There is a fourth critter (rabbit) in the left foreground. It was dusk when I shot this and it was handheld, thus the less than sharp image.
Slowly days lengthen,
Warm gentle rain falls down,
Earth awakes to life.
Yesterday, was the first day of [astronomical] spring 2015 AD. Sunny and nice, it did not live down to the haiku that I posted last week. That was yesterday. Today the skies are dull lead gray. The sun is not visible and the earth is cold and damp.
Yesterday was also the day that my new camera arrived via UPS. Sylvia had flown off to Florida very early that morning and she had her (it had been our) digital point-and-shoot camera.
While I was for the most part pleased with results from her camera, there were times when the images fell short of my hopes and expectations.
After surfing to Amazon.com and waiting a few days, once again I’m the owner of a DSLR (digital single lens reflex) camera. This one has a 60 to 1 zoom ratio. I’ll show you what that means next week.
Upon opening the package, I removed the battery and charger. While the battery charged, I read through the basic owner’s manual, installed the lens cap and shoulder strap.
Then with the fully charged battery in the camera, I went outside to look for something that said, “first day of spring.” I found one single blossom. It was on the myrtle (aka vinca or periwinkle).
Not only is the sun at a far less than favorable angle, but this shot was hand held. I was amazed at how well the image stabilizer worked.
From beside the road, I looked across at the neighbor’s pasture land. A couple of curious geese were beside a drainage ditch. They stretched up their necks to better see the intruder. I pointed the camera in their general direction and “click.” Later I cropped the image.
I’m really enjoying this camera. What’s next?
I sat here this morning trying to remember yesterday’s great idea for a blog post. The only thought that came to mind was my sister, Maggie’s, FB post: “The biggest lie I tell myself is, ‘I don’t need to write that down, I’ll remember it.’ ”
As I contemplated the truth of that, I heard a raucous chattering. It could only be one thing. Sand hill cranes! And indeed a flight of them organized over our house. I though I might be able to capture a “grab shot.” I opened the blinds and picked up the camera . . . Not a crane in sight.
Then, I saw that they had landed in the field behind us. I set up the tripod and camera at the office window. I zoomed in to the max to see if could rescue the moment. The results were not dramatic.
Other attempts did not bring better results.
Canada geese have been around for a while now. Spring will arrive very soon.
Are you ready?
I had taken these two photos earlier this spring. I had planned to use them for a Wordless Wednesday post. But the best laid plans . . . as they say. Indeed, events overtook my plans and I never did post this. If flowers make you happy, then this is for you.
There is an explanation for that silly caption. The truth is I don’t know if the plural of crocus is crocuses or crocii. The spell checker indicates a preference for the former wouldn’t the scientific approach lean toward Latin and the latter? Can you help? One thing for sure, the crocus on the left is not going to work today.
As you can clearly see the crocus on the left has a bug. Cough. Cough. I’ll try to make it in to work tomorrow boss. ;) Pity these pix weren’t posted on a Wednesday. If that had happened, you would have been spared such horrible humor.
Lovely Miss Crocus,
Announces arrival of spring,
With merry colors.
We woke Wednesday morning to this sight. Yuk! And double yuk! Enough already. The calendar says it is spring. I suspect that the calendar is lying.
I haven’t taken the opportunity to share a haiku with you in some time. This one needs more work, but it does express what we are experiencing this week.
Spring will come. At least it always has. Hasn’t it?