Spring

A few days ago, in between downpours and snowstorms, there were a few quiet weather hours.

Whence I spent a few moments wandering around outside, to see what I could see.

And behold, the tenacious plants of early Spring are beginning to test the air.

Our friends in the valley are surrounded by pink trees and blooming daffodils already.

But up here, in the thinner air, the seasons turn at a different pace.

I might grumble a weensie bit, if a season overstays its welcome, but in all honesty, I am in love with this bit of earth that we call home.

I wouldn't trade our land -with its short growing seasons and long winters- for all of the fresh homegrown tomatoes in the world.