April 3, 2022
Took the camera out for a spin yesterday, looking for spring in my neighborhood. The pickings were slim.
1 No spring in the groundskeeping yard, but at least some color.
2 I can’t say that this slice of a dumpster wall is springlike either, but it, too, showed some color.
3 An upturned old sled doing duty as a frost protector in a community-garden plot offered less color.
4 No color here, but sunlight enhanced some scrap plastic at a construction site.
5 Blue sky was not hovering above the Buttonbush Vernal Pool when I took this photo, so it did not reflect in the water.
6 The peek-a-boo clouds let in a little blue sky in a bit later.
7 The blue held while I photographed a pile-up of last year’s cattails in the pool, but the look of spring was evasive.
8 Finally! The good old willow tree at Meadow Pond was beginning to strut its stuff.
9 Skies were beginning to cloud over again, but this red-winged blackbird was happy about something—maybe the spring it knows will come.