Month: May 2019

Toby and I took a walk this morning and it was very wet.  The mosquitoes were hungry and it was overcast, also.  But, we got some good photos.

I don’t know what the below is, but it is pretty:

Sweet White Violet:

Jelloway Creek:

Dogwood:

Dogwood and the Howard Tunnel:

Below is my old lilac bush, which I planted, from a seedling, about 14 years ago.  I have had the hardest time getting it to bloom, but this year it appears to have given in and put out about seven blooms.  Oh, I love the smell of lilacs!  They smell clean.

Below is our lovely crabapple tree, which I planted from a seedling at the same time as the lilac.  It is blooming like crazy!  I love it!  That is all one tree.  It is much taller than our house.  That puny little lilac is still not as tall as I am.

Crabapple blossoms under a beautiful blue sky that I was able to catch between clouds:

River Birch:

Red Bud:

Sweet Purple Violet:

The violets in the mountains have broken the rocks.

— Tennessee Williams

 

I love the little Spring Beauty flowers that pop up in the spring.  I also love all the other little things that can be found.

I even love the big things that pop up, or plop down, in the spring.  LOL!

You ask of my companions. Hills, sir, and the sundown, and a dog as large as myself that my father bought me. They are better than human beings, because they know but do not tell.

— Emily Dickinson