Posts Tagged ‘spring’
If Only I Had Room for a Garden…
As the sun comes out (hello spring!) I only have one thing on my mind: I want a garden. A place to walk in barefoot. A place to plant seedlings. Grow tomatoes and green beans and cucumbers. A place to start a raspberry vine. Wild strawberries. A space to sit and drink a morning cup of coffee.
Friday Photo: Spring
Some serious New York love this week, where the sun is shining, the cherry blossoms are out and bikes are parked at every street sign.
Oregon is a Beautiful Place
The quiet of a country road. The smell of a property frequented by sheep and cows. Here in the nearly untouched landscape of rolling hills and tree canopies the sun comes out for a brief moment. We all turn towards it, trying to soak up as much as we can, knowing fully well it will disappear in minutes. Rain jackets are thrown to the ground to celebrate the brief moment of spring.
The white, fluffy clouds roll by, bringing darker, more mysterious ones in their wake. We wait for the storm and cross our fingers that it won’t be a deluge. It’s spring after all.
Farmers Market Love
Friday Photo: Waiting
It was a warm spring day, the kind when parents have a difficult time keeping their children close by and even well behaved dogs just want to sprint into oblivion. I on the other hand just wanted to take it all in, and sat at one of my favorite downtown cafes. Iced coffee in hand, it was the perfect people watching position, allowing me to observe all the ins and outs of one of the first true days of spring. The kind of day that reassures you that, no, winter isn’t going to last forever.
Benches lined the sidewalk in front of the cafe, and a fashionable and smartly dressed woman sat down to take a break, probably engaging in the same activity as I was.
Or sitting an waiting for her next afternoon engagement, committing time to simply enjoying the moment.
Friday Photo: Spring Cherry Blossom Series
Winter barely started to creep away when spring sun graced the streets of Portland. Snow drifts elsewhere meant crocuses and cherry blossoms for us, and people filled outdoor tables at cafes, sporting heavy jackets of course, but ready to soak in the beginnings of the colorful season.
Cherry blossoms have lined the streets, the distinct spring aroma becoming a part of every afternoon bike ride. Rain squalls bring blossoms to the ground, dotting the asphalt with pink dots. A reminder that, yes, cold, gray winter days will once again be traded for sun and the ambiance of a city enjoying warmer days.
anna brones 