On this last day of winter, it was 27 degrees this morning and tomorrow morning promises to be similar. That said, 27 degrees feels nothing like it does in Florida and that's a good thing. Fortunately, the good news is that it does not take very long to warm up when the sun is shining. When it is not, well you can imagine it would be chilly and it is.
As I type this, there is a fire, what we have since learned is a controlled burn nearby, casting a haze over the sun, consequently turning the sky orange.
And to think only an hour ago the sky was this gorgeous shade of Carolina blue.Yesterday was super windy, so let's throw that in the mix too. A mixed bag as they say.I will miss the bare trees of winter but by golly, each day brings more buds or flowers which seem to appear overnight.
Haha...it took two photos in before birds came into the picture. (pun intended maybe?)Honestly, I have been taking pictures as if it were going out of style. There are just so many things to see and I just cannot stop myself because in some cases, things are changing so quickly I have to appreciate each phase of the onset of spring.
Example of such change, remember my last post these were all white? If not, a refresher of that image can be found here.Part of that mixed bag of weather were some pretty heavy days of rain. I know that I wrote in my last post that the rain does not last for long but apparently that was a mistake on my part. When I was finally able to go back to the river, the level had risen SO much!
What had been crystal clear water looked like this.Seeing this image of the rushing water taken from the bridge at the park, Candance, a pickleball friend and one of the Murphy natives, told me a story about how her Mom would drop her off at the community pool beside that gym when she was a child and at the hourly breaks, many of the young folks jumped off that bridge. Knowing how many huge rocks are down there they were apparently very lucky indeed.Look what I came across on that walk!! It shocked me when this groundhog popped up from his hiding place.
On that day I took a different route, into the street that abuts the park and I am glad that I did. I am especially fond of this blooming quince. The color is perfection.My first tulip sighting,
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