Bright day along the Blackstone river and canal

It really was a perfect day. From when I first pulled the windows open and propped the back door and saw that brilliant blue sky, I knew it was going to be a good one. Garry has a new camera to try (new, as in new to him, but previously belonging to a good friend) and I actually can’t remember the last time we were out taking pictures. I think it was probably last October when the leaves changed.

It’s different now because the colors are soft. The maple trees are pink with their version of flowers. Only the daffodils and a few early blooming magnolias are flowering. There are buds everywhere, though. As is usually true, the beginning of May will arrive and suddenly, we will stop having these cold nights and absolutely everything will bloom at the same time. It will be, for about a month, an absolute riot of color.

A man and his camera

I have plans for flower boxes. Maybe pansies and petunias … flowers that will bloom all through the summer and then I’ll bring in some chrysanthemums for the fall. It’s funny to be planning again. For the last year, we didn’t plan. We just “got through” and waited. We are, to some degree, still waiting. We are vaccinated, but much of the world here and there and elsewhere are not vaccinated and COVID hasn’t gone away.

We’re working on it. Working on it pretty hard, too!

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