The Very Breath of Spring

“Can words describe the fragrance of the very breath of spring?”  ~ Neltje Blanchan

Spring.. it ain't over yet. Come join me in taking in a few more sights around my neck of the woods, and Frank's. 

One of just a few red tulips which grace my front yard this spring. 

Not far away, a daffodil bud shortly before it opens.

  Outside my back window, this little cutie was enjoying some of the seed which was scattered primarily for the birds. The photo quality is poor as it was taken through two panes of glass. I've always loved red squirrels, and especially since I was introduced to sweet, little Roxy. Go on and have a look - she's adorable. 

Frank lives near a lovely creek which makes its way into Lake Ontario. Each year, they lose more trees and other plant life to erosion. I suppose it won't be too much longer until this tree loses its grip and makes its way into the great lake. For now, it still makes a pretty picture. 

There are a lot of walnuts to be found around the area.

And of course, what self-respecting spring season makes its appearance without the obligatory robin. This one stopped pecking in the dirt in order to watch me rather closely. You can see some of the wet earth on its beak. 

Back home again, the sun is setting behind a new leafy growth.

That's it for today. I'll have more images for you in a few days.