Mother Nature Says "I'm Ready!"
Spring doesn't arrive when the calendar and the weather reporters say: "It's here". It happens when Mother Nature says: "I'm ready".
Every year we anxiously await the splendors of Spring. The rebirth of gardens and the return of warmth. Well, I must admit to being envious of all of the beautiful pictures of Spring beauty from all of my Flickr friends around the world. But, earlier this week, I went for my morning walk and..."She's ready!" Almost overnight, the fruit trees were in glorious bloom, the Spring flowers had burst from the underground bulbs, and the sun was bright in the blue sky.
It was Spring in Michigan! (SE Michigan, that is) :-)
Mother Nature Says "I'm Ready!"
Spring doesn't arrive when the calendar and the weather reporters say: "It's here". It happens when Mother Nature says: "I'm ready".
Every year we anxiously await the splendors of Spring. The rebirth of gardens and the return of warmth. Well, I must admit to being envious of all of the beautiful pictures of Spring beauty from all of my Flickr friends around the world. But, earlier this week, I went for my morning walk and..."She's ready!" Almost overnight, the fruit trees were in glorious bloom, the Spring flowers had burst from the underground bulbs, and the sun was bright in the blue sky.
It was Spring in Michigan! (SE Michigan, that is) :-)