I can feel it. It’s not just that there is a bit more warmth in the air, or the sightings of sun in between the rain clouds, or the slightly longer days, it’s also the new growth I’m seeing that proves that we are at the end of winter.
A daffodil coming up in the middle of a dormant fuchsia.
Some in clumps.
It was a trip to Portland’s gorgeous Leach Botanical Garden that confirmed that spring was on its way.
On first look the wintery garden still seemed to be in a deep sleep.
Mossy steps leading down to Johnson Creek
to a path along side the river bank.
But with a closer look I found all kinds of signs that we are at the end of winter.
Pretty little snow drops scattered down a hillside.
An early azalea just beginning to open.
And this sweet little plant blooming along the path, its common name, liverwort.
The folks that changed the fish unfortunately named ‘slimehead’ to ‘orange roughy’ might want to come up with a new name for liverwort.
Around the parking lot, the red/ orange branches of this dogwood.
So, so, so beautiful.
Another sign that winter is ending and spring is on its way?
My studio, filling with new work for the American Craft Made Baltimore Show.
New hitoes lined up and waiting for their debut.
Coming up! March 15-17. Check out more here.