Thursday, May 07, 2009
It's spring. It has to be.
Today I looked across the street and realized that the bare trees I've been staring at for five months aren't bare: they're covered in tiny green leaves.
My nose has been telling me that spring was underway for several weeks now, but the leaves are a more certain sign.
Just over three months ago the same street was covered in snow. Lots and lots of snow. I went back to dig out this photo and that's when I realized that I'm about to start my fourth season in Kalamazoo.
I've been here through the fall when the trees changed colors one fiery blaze at a time.
And I've been here in the hot green summer (just barely).