Spring in 150 words or less? A contest? Sure, I’ll give it a whirl!
The Promise of Spring
The first warm day brings the promise of hope. Bulbs planted months ago poke through the ground. Colors appear. We bend to admire them, catching the scent of hyacinth. Deep breath, eyes closed. Senses awakened. The warmth of the sun and longer days create a vibrant garden. Spring is our favorite.
Winter laughs, she’s not ready to leave. Snow! Snow covers our beautiful new garden. Sadness fills our hearts. Will our crocus and tulips survive? Are the hyacinth wishing they waited? We cheer for spring to win this battle.
Sun to the rescue. Using gentle persuasion, Sun dismisses all traces of snow. Our battle weary blooms recover, then wither. Their leaves provide nutrients for next year’s flowers.
New growth continues. Ducks waddle in pairs near the pond, trees unfurl fresh leaves, and the return of music from the branches delights us once again.
Spring delivers on her promise.
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pink paints the morning 
We had springlike temperatures this week. I’m talking sleeveless shirt and sandals weather. But if you know spring, this morning’s views should come as no surprise.
I took these photos at the beginning of the month when things in Boulder were snow covered, the sun was shining, and the reflections were blinding.
