March 6, 2022
Meteorological spring may have started March 1, but astronomical spring doesn’t start until March 22. Real spring doesn’t start until don’t have to wear my parka anymore. All but the first photograph in this collection were taken in my neighborhood March 3 and 4.
1 On that nicely numbered day, 02/22/2022, snow was still on the ground but dissolving somewhat in the rain.
2 The morning of March 3 was cloudy. The vistas were almost all black, grey, brown, and white, so these yellow and green yucca leaves almost yelled at me.
3 It wasn’t all that cold March 3, and the snow that had fallen overnight was different from previous snows this winter—very wet and clingy, and gone by mid-day.
4 Heiser Pond is still fringed with dried weeds.
5 Intermittently warmer days have melted the ice on this shallowest of our ponds.
6 The thatched tops of nearby cattails caught the snow.
7 The wet snow clung to these roots but not to the stones beneath.
8 March 4 was a much warmer day, but the ice on Rock Pond, our deepest pond, was not giving up so quickly. The frozen surface made a nice backdrop for this straggly young oak and its hanger-on leaves.
9 I may only be quoting myself with this photograph taken at the edge of the pond, but I can’t stop admiring the gracefulness of dried weeds.
10 To avoid even more redundancy, I cropped very tightly into this weeds photo showing the seed heads of small white asters.
11 This is a tight crop, too, necessary if you are to see what interested me: the way that winter has mangled these swamp milkweed seed heads.