A spring day in Texas...

People often say that north Texas doesn't have seasons. That's not quite true. They just don't take long to change, sometimes just a day or two. One day it's cold, the next it's in the 80's and spring is on. It's still a few weeks until the official first day of spring, but it was spring in my neighborhood today. The blooming trees were awash in white flowers. The weeping willow was blowsy with soft new green leaves. Sadly some of the post oaks were still holding on to their dried brown dead leaves. The live oaks were still as green as ever and the juniper in my yard has been green all winter, even under the snow last month.

In a few days, our spring weather will probably start up. The wind will blow and it will rain and the blooms will be brushed away along with the dead brown hangers-on, and green leaves will be on the other side of the weather.

Our grandsons loved playing outside today. It was warm in the sunshine, but still a little chilly in the shade. I sat in the middle of the sunshine wrapped up in an afghan. I always want to be outside this time of year. I've bought yard swings and hammocks and shades and such to spend time in the early days of spring. Maybe it's because I was a spring baby.