The Beautiful Spring Came

Posts of the Week Follow-up: In my last post which also included the POTWs, I mentioned that if Suldog would repost his story about the lockdown in his neighbourhood of Watertown, Massachusetts, that I would link to it. He did and I have. Right here. Suldog sold this story to The Boston Globe but it has since become unavailable to non-paying visitors. You can read his firsthand account of what it felt like to be under lockdown while the police and SWAT teams searched for the remaining Boston Marathon bomber in his neighbourhood, street and home. Thank you for indulging my mini POTW so that I could include Suldog's A Day in Lockdown in Watertown.

Now, on to some spring photos and quotes.

The beautiful spring came; and when Nature resumes her loveliness, the human soul is apt to revive also. ~ Harriet Ann Jacobs

Behold, my friends, the spring is come; the earth has gladly received the embraces of the sun, and we shall soon see the results of their love! ~Sitting Bull





I glanced out the window at the signs of spring. The sky was almost blue, the trees were almost budding, the sun was almost bright. ~ Millard Kaufman





Every year, back comes Spring, with nasty little birds yapping their fool heads off and the ground all mucked up with plants. ~ Dorothy Parker





Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems. ~ Rainer Maria Rilke





Spring is the time of the year, when it is summer in the sun and winter in the shade. ~ Charles Dickens





No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn. ~ Hal Borland

Textures

Texture is the most enduring and ubiquitous underpinning of form... certainly a calming, meditative and appealing world for both the eye and mind. ~ Lynda Lehmann

I have a few photos showing various textures as seen on my everyday walks or at home. I hope you enjoy them.


The late November sun shone from behind this fuzzy sumac limb. You can see that the buds were already preparing for spring.





The ragged wooden bits of a snapped tree limb.





A golden oak leaf and its shadow as seen on New Year's Day.





These tall-growing plants seem to last through the winter. I'm not sure what they're called but Fluffs is as good a name as any.





Alongside the brick wall, mama and baby chipmunk wait patiently for the nut and seed buffet to begin.





The warm sunlight illuminates a strip of peeling tree bark.





The silken hairs of the milkweed seed are trapped on a dried plant stem.





A pine tree in the park oozes blue sap. A peanut in the knot hole awaits one of our regular squirrel friends.





This maple leaf is still rich with colour in late November, despite being dry and brittle.





Last but not least, I thought that this partial portion of Chicken Cordon Blue resembled a dinosaur's head... or something.

I hope you enjoyed exploring these textures with me. More photos in a few days.