Three Seasons in Two Pictures

In December the orange color of a Bradford pear tree in our neighborhood seemed out of place with snow. Either the tree should have done fall cleaning earlier, or winter should have cooled her heels.

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I was remembering that photo when the same tree, now blooming, had a backdrop of snow on the roof. A bit later in the day, trees and shrubs displayed the snow. The blooms would have looked dirty in comparison. A summer view of that tree is missing. Summer doesn’t share snow with anyone!

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On the first day of spring, before the snow started, I gathered a few sprigs of mint. They were hugging the house for warmth, but they smelled fresher than they will in the heat of summer.

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Our snow put on a brave show. It couldn’t hang on to whiten things up and graciously gave way to spring sunshine the next day.

Spring Snow

We had quite a bit of spineless snow overnight.  It had no determination, no stick-to-it-iveness.  I shouldn’t complain, because I know the neighbors were pleased.  My feet were happy, too, because there was no black ice lurking to surprise us when we walked.  The sun was just coming up when we headed down our street.  On the second day of Spring, the toy camera wanted to record snow on the mountain, still sticking to the ground at higher elevations.

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