Sweet Scent of Life

There is something magical about spring. Humidity begins to transform the air into a greenhouse. The green growth evolves into a lush carpet, and the buds transform into a bloom with the sweet scent of life. The birds whistle and the frogs sing, filling the air with nature’s music.

In northern Michigan, sometimes our winters can be extremely long and bitter, but spring quickly reminds me why I have stayed here forever. This year, the grass seems to uprooted itself purposely, landing in my gardens. I have threatened it, but it laughs back only to root its feet a little deeper into the soil, standing its ground.

While weeding, and weeding some more, I uncovered some of my favorite spring growth. I also sat and watched a blue heron devour his supper. Really I should have been editing…easily distracted, what can I say.

Here’s the view through the looking glass…

Law Lake.jpg

Wild Strawberries.jpg

Wild Cherry

Blue Flowers.jpg



Blue Herr 2

With much love,


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s