Promises

Spring is so full of promises -- from a sunlit patch on distant hills at the close of a cloudy day . . .

to the daylily's determined leaves thrusting out of the winter-cold earth . . .

and the climbing yellow rose, bursting forth in new green finery.
 

Tiny buds tip the lilac branches, hinting at glories to come . . .

while wild spirea's flower-like rosy new foliage deserves a closer look . . .

The blue, blue sky invites our hopes to soar . . .

and the flowering quince's tight furled buds say, No -- over here -- look at me!