Spring Blooms

At the door step, a variegated camellia.


Flowering dogwood next door.


Camellias in front of bay window.


Wisteria climbing up in the oak. Latest blooms before the predicted rains tonight and tomorrow.

A Slice Of Light

Morning time, time for pt, physical therapy, per Nurse Ratched (from One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest).

What a pretty place to work out: the back deck. An hour here stretching and lifting outside, then off to the gym for weights and aerobics. Here, the sun slices of light stream downward, the animals finding their comfort. Follow the sun (or, if we all wait long enough, warm will come to us sooner as the average temperatures rise throughout the US -- rising continuously over the last nine years, moving from South to North; your warm time is coming, even to Idaho and North Dakota).

Or easier, follow the animal menagerie to one's sunny work-out spot; they've already found the first rays, even before you finish your coffee and paper to emerge from the house warmth to check the outside temperature, only 48F. Nice. And sunny. Warming to 70 later in the day.

All Lined Up

Tell me, how do they know where to be?

What's Ahead?

The purple wisteria are ready to burst, bringing the bees. And such a sweet smell. It's a race between the wisteria and the California black oak, who will be first, blossoms or leaves? Intertwined, growing high, supported, reaching skyward, what a sight in bloom!

After MRI, cortisone, and heavy duty pt, my frozen right shoulder is responding, with still lots of work ahead to reduce the tendinitis. Looking ahead to full range of motion, and ability to again get that kayak up on the truck roof rack! Soon enough.