Sunday was a perfect day for a drive, so we decided to visit my parents, a pleasant 45-minute drive away. The route we always take includes a 20 km secondary road through an uninhabited, wooded stretch. The trip never fails to delight, and today was no exception as we kept our eyes and ears open for signs of spring.
These first three photos were taken in an area called Three Mile Brook. Lest anyone should doubt that Nature is finally coming to life, the brook was calm as glass in places and bubbled with spring runoff like a witch’s cauldron in others. We spotted several salamanders, frog eggs, and even some ugly black leeches in this water. I’m not sure if this anonymous angler caught anything, but he was certainly oblivious to us.
Pussywillows and catkins were abundant all along the roadsides. It was difficult to get a really good shot of them without wading through ditches of water, but you get the idea. I was so happy to see these downy fellows!
At my parents’, crocuses were just coming into bloom, with many more sprouts still reaching toward the sun. These are Mom’s crocuses, by the way — though Dad is the avid gardener and Mom never showed much interest in anything but a few hanging baskets — the crocuses are hers!