Words and pictures from the author of the Elizabeth Goodweather Appalachian Mysteries
I'm watching for signs all the time, Vicki. There are snowdrops and early daffodil shoots hereabouts.
These buds are exquisite - pearl-like is an apt description. What a sense of wonder I have looking at them.
They are lovely, especially against the blue sky. It will be another month before I find something that wonderful in my yard. Thanks for the preview.
it wont be long...i just hope they are not too early and get spoiled by frost or such...it is a lovely sign though.
We heard Spring Peepers yesterday for the first time this year.
O, I envy you those pussywillows. I'm headed down to the old river today to see how the nettles are doing, though. Best to you this mountain spring!
As a snowstorm heads this way, I am so happy to see those harbingers against that brilliant blue sky.Feeling greatly cheered, Vicki. xo
Have always adored pussy willows. So soft and delicate in the face of the darkness, bringing that light back!
Hooray for harbingers!
oh I am enviousI just love them
Good, good good, this has been a long winter. Perhaps they'll catch on over here too soon! I'm watching.
Growing up, my Dad always took my sister and me with him when he ran errands on Saturday morning. One was to go to 'the dump.' Before the days of curbside garbage service we had to take it ourselves. On the way to the dump, there were what seemed to me to by hundreds of pussywillows in the spring. He would always stop so we could pick a few to take home. Lynne in GA
And allow me to be the first to compliment you on your haiku as well as on your photographs ... (^_^)--Mario R.
Fab photos! I grew up in SW MO and sure do miss seeing pussy willows... So this was neat! :-)
Like a dance!
They are gorgeous against that beautiful blue sky!
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