After a dismally sick week at home, spring is really blooming today. Some spirit-lifting sights out the back window:
L's tree.
The transplanted lilac, coming to life.
Along the fence.
My mother's favorite shrub.
Corn gluten meal down a few weeks ago, compost pile turned. Milky spore and many seeds waiting for the right time. Or really waiting for a free moment, which never seems to come.