Spring = Pussywillows

Spring doesn’t photograph well at this latitude. Because it looks just the same as winter.

It feels different, but it looks just the same. The sun setting on an March day in the Edmonton River Valley:

Until this happens:

Pussywillows! Every year I snip a bouquet. Every year, my feet get soaked getting to them.

Dogwood

Spring!

XOX
House of Flurfel