Two Springs

Today I made time to get dirty! Before your mind wanders, think earth dirt. It was time to clean up the debris of last summer's bloom of flowers and old, dried stalks from the Purple Aster, Sedum and Big Blue Stem grasses. While I was shoving last years dendritis into bags that I hauled to the street, I looked at the minty, green buds on the trees against a clear, blue sky. "Just like last week in the Smokies!," I thought. Only 10 days later.

So it is the season of "two springs" for me. One in the Smokies and now the Wisconsin version. "Any difference?" you ask. You bet - can you say "Lake Breeze?" As in the form of a cold air blowing off of the freezer called Lake Michigan! Don't feel bad for us close to the Lake, however. The sun was warm enough for shorts!

In the spirit of Spring, I share with you an image of day's first light as it hits that fresh green of tree buds, erupting to make chlorophyl. In the background, imagine robins, meadowlarks and other birds singing the boundaries of their respective territories and generally greeting another fine day. This image is best viewed on a rainy day!