Spring is a fickle mistress. She arrives when she sees fit. Here in NC the flowering trees are done, daffadils have come and gone, and azaleas bloom now. The air is full of pine tree pollen that turn everyone’s car orange. Or green — depending on your ‘base’ color. Mine is supposed to be red.. so she’ll be orange for a few more weeks. I’ll know it’s really spring here when my hummingbirds return. :)

Self discovery in progress, stay tuned