It was a beautiful day in the neighborhood.
Thursday we went for a walk in the evening.
We met a friend riding his antique bike.
White bleeding heart. Basket of Gold.
Lavender Phlox. White Birch.
Dandelion. I love dandelions.
As a child I picked them for necklaces or held them under a friends chin to see if she "liked butter."
The weather has been unseasonable cool, which has
been wonderful for the spring flowers. The tulips and daffodils have been blooming for over a month.
Every photograph was taken Thursday within four blocks either direction from our house.
There are at least four separate creeks/streams running through our neighborhood. The one with the split rail fence reflecting in the water is in the yard of the house directly behind us. That is where Karmyn performed her Polliwog hunts.
This is Yellowhawk, where Amanda and Jennifer met their friends many wet socks, shorts, and T-shirts ago. This beautiful creek babbles on its way and through the middle of the High School campus.
The spy action is for Vicky. A young lady was lounging above the creek waiting. Her friend was coming down the road and may have seen me snap it
There are so many trees that blossom in pink. The first one appears to be some kind of flowering cherry.
Dogwood is pink, too. However, this dog would be chocolate. Zoe is a lab.
Someone loves Ivy. These massive trees are covered with the questionable vines.
At the end of our street there are two open pastures.
One has a stable and two horses that love apples and carrots.
The other field grows grass around an old tractor that never moves. In the summer, cows are brought in that rub up against the tires and eye us curiously across the fence.
Bet you don't know in which yard
the fireman lives.
It's a good thing we got back in time for our regular Thursday visit from the Schwans Man. However, if you are observant you will notice she's a lady!