the word sapling sounds so spring-like that i’m not sure i can let myself use it here. we are still eight weeks away from spring in minnseota. everyone is talking about it already. how we deserve an early spring after this trying winter. but i don’t believe in that kind of karma, so i’m going to call these willow whips, and just assume we’re still going to take some more punishment.

bare young river willow

rice creek regional trail, saint paul, minnesota