|Spring bouquet - purple dead nettles|
Last night Dan casually told me that during his run that afternoon he'd come across two eastern garter snakes mating. GASP. This is the kind of tawdry tidbit that makes me wild, so of course I had to take my own walk this evening, not daring to hope for more of the same.
I was not disappointed, but there was nothing so overtly springlike on my walk. It was more of a fragrant flirtation...an unfurling...
...a glimpse of what is to come...
|Jewelweed's first leaves, so unmistakable|
|Trillium on the verge of opening up|
|Blossoms on the public peach tree|
Titillating, not tawdry.