The first day of Spring is one thing, and the first spring day is another. The difference between them is sometimes as great as a month. Henry Van Dyke
The New River Valley enjoyed a little breath of spring yesterday. It definitely warmed my heart and soul. I know winter isn’t over yet but as Hal Borland noted in Sundial of the Seasons, “No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn.”
I invested quite a bit of time in Nature Therapy (aka Porch Sitting).
The sky was a bright Cerulean Blue and it seemed to me that the trees were enjoying basking in the sun as much as I was. The slow snow melt is good for the trees and I’m expecting lots of hickory nuts and walnuts on them this summer.
Pretty soon our resident buzzards were catching the updrafts and gliding overhead. Here’s the overhead view in watercolor by this earthbound artist:
This is the last weekend of February. I’ll enjoy a little more time outdoors today because snow is in the forecast for later in the week. As the March winds blow in next weekend I’ll be in the studio painting and anticipating the next therapy session! (And adding a few St. Patrick’s Day greens to the palette!)
Have a great day!