The woodchuck has dug several escape routes to my back porch. Lynnie is especially entranced with the tunnels--eau de woodchuck, no doubt!
The flowering quinces have been loaded with blossoms; more than I've ever seen.
What would spring be like without some stormy skies? I love the play of light behind the trees and the cloud formations.
Up close and personal with a tulip. This is one of the ones my mom planted last fall for me. The lavendar on the edging keeps working its way down toward the bottom of the tulip. I love the blue "star" at the bottom. You can almost see the pollen spores getting ready to burst forth.
Last night after I finished mowing, I brought a bouquet of fresh lilacs into the house. They remind me of the May I got married, when the lilacs at my parents' house were the fullest and prettiest that they had ever been. The scent always reminds me of that wonderful day. I have both dark purple and white, and the air outside is redolent with their scent.
And, yes, you inquiring minds, I have been quilting. Trying a new batting, finishing some hand piecing samples, writing new handouts.... The list of "to-do's" is never ending--but still fun.
Stitch a bit--you're worth it!