spring’s progress in our back yard is measured by three colors. first the grass begins to green, and the raspberry canes burst their buds. then the forsythia is consumed by yellow fire. and finally, the redbud tree near the pond explodes like a red firework. i don’t know what these colors are trying to tell me. go? slow? stop? hmm. well, actually, that’s a pretty helpful message, isn’t it?

forsythia

saint paul, minnesota