Spring of Delight and Despair

Sitting in the warm afternoon sun the perfume of quince blossoms fills the air and the humming honey bees provide the soundtrack.

These last few weeks have been slow moving, an unfolding, an opening, a revelation of life in rebirth. As the Dogwood petals unfurl, the Azaleas pop from tight little green buds to flowers of every pastel with sexy stamens and pistols waving seductively in the breezes.