Falling into Spring

As dry leaves drift down off the trees and skitter across the path ahead of me, I admire the new growth beside me.

As I noted a few years ago, the mixed-up seasonal signals in Phoenix abound, but I’ve learned to live with it.

2-photo collage of dry leaf and flowering bush

2-photo collage of dry leaf and new growth


  1. Jim Taylor

    Grow, grow, thou winter rose,
    Thou art not so morose
    As winter’s bitter snows;
    Thy thorns are not so vicious,
    As freezing rain is viscous,
    and never meretricious.

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