Spring blossoms.
Over the course of this week, I’ve had a chance to get out a
few times for some quick walks after work. Spring is well into its hurried and
fleeting greening of the landscape. Our winter species are on their way out,
and early spring arrivals are starting to show up. The wildflowers will be
establishing a beachhead soon, with bird migration pouring through in quick
succession. The in-between time, however, is one of transitions. The remnants of winter’s color palettes still
draining slowly from the land, pushed out by the incessant creeping green. The
skies still flare from fiery red to cooler blues at night, but our brief winter
is decidedly in retreat in front of an even briefer spring.
Old Vegetation
Departing American
Goldfinch, Bare Winter Cypress
Spring hits hard and fast in Houston. The temperatures may
tumble back and forth for a week or two, but once winter’s back is broken,
spring doesn’t waste a whole lot of time. Buds burst from trees, and Green
gallops across the fields. It’s not a teasing spring like up north…with hints
of warmth on the wind, and the slow trickle of snowmelt. No hurried male pulses at those first sign of winter-whitened skin unleashed from strata of jackets and sweaters. It’s an efficient
spring, in a hurry, unconcerned. Just like the City it sweeps over.
Path through the Green
Spring Blossoms
Early Wildflower
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