As much as I miss living in the Bay area, I have to admit one thing: I don’t miss having perpetually dry skin, under constant layers of clothing. Here we are in March and the temperatures around these parts have been in the low 70’s at night and almost in the 80’s during the day. It is all a little strange, a little pleasant and also a little scary (foreshadowing to early Summer). We’ve had some consistent rain this year and with the mild temperatures, everything is popping up with color.
I’ve been enjoying this early evening weather by running in the Bayou, and I couldn’t help notice these beauties on my way out yesterday.
A neighbor’s yard is filled with fresh new whispers of blooms. They are all multi-colored wildflowers and these happen to be sneaking out side of the fence.
Though not the longest lasting as a cut flower, they sure do make a temporary presence that is undoubtedly enchanting.