Ah yes, spring in the Pacific Northwest...blink and you just might miss it. Usually we go from freezing to drippy cold, to drippy mild to drippy warm....then BAM...summer. This was captured on a rare sunny moment and I took the opportunity to snap a few photos before the next burst of rain released its torrents.
This is the dainty new growth on a small maple tree that mom has been coddling for a few years. Mom really grieved the passing of our large maple tree and is hoping with all her might that this little guy lives to be transplanted into the ground. I'm not holding my breath on this one.
These weird things are the "tails" on the odd plant my sister got to commemorate the passing of our 101 year old grandmother. It's called a Harry Lauder Walking Stick and it looked as crooked and gnarled as grandma's arthritic hands were.....gotta love it! Grandies was a strong woman who battled many a hard times in her long and plentiful life. She taught me how to read before I was three years old. She was the matriarch of our family and greatly cherished by all.