Mother Nature is two-faced, there’s no question about it. I’m still wearing winter coats and scarves on my way to work, I’m putting the heat on in the den at night. On Sunday, my friend Susan sent me a photo of the falling snow in her backyard and my friend Kim posted the all too familiar picture of the stabbed snowman because in upstate New York where she lives, they got almost a foot of snow.
Even though the temperature keeps fluctuating, there are other greater rituals in place. Regardless of snow or wind or ice, the daffodils send up their bright shoots, the crocuses blossom and many of the birds who wintered elsewhere come home. These photos were taken in Central Park this past weekend.
All photos courtesy of Murray Head
Behold the magnificent Blue Heron captured in flight!
There’s no more snow in the park BUT we do have Snow Drops! Aren’t they pretty?
Even though Cardinals hang around all year, they are so beautiful and regal, how could I not include him in this array of seasonal color?
A splash of sunshine in your garden.
I love it when I hear the first Red Wing Blackbird arrive at our feeder. They have a very distinct and melodic trill.
The first purple crocus each year reminds me that Spring is truly on my doorstep.