Greening The Farmlet
The merry month of May.
It's a long wait to see the green for us northerners.
Kudos to the virtues of patience.
It's well worth it.
As I get older I'm finding joy in all the seasons, but always true to the warmer months.
(winter has always been my red-headed stepchild of the seasons, however I'm warming up to it.)
Maybe it’s my undying love for chartreuse or the passion I have for the deciduous.
First come the greening of the drapey willows . then the flowerings, then the lilacs and then lastly. late-to-the-party, arbor explosion of grapevine leaves.
Something so magically poetic about the return to lush.