It’s spring in our backyard and that’s always cause for joy and hope.
All of our trees are heavily budded and pregnant with the possibilities of leaves, seeds, flowers — a once-a-year treat for the human senses.
Buds on the maple are bursting into tiny whirly seeds. On our two small oaks, the branches are tipped with what will soon emerge as pink flowers.
The three pawpaw trees in the back of the yard…
