As the late April sun rises earlier and goes higher in the sky, the last of the winter snow, at elevation, begins to shrink–only to be replaced by the Alpine crocus.

Finally… we hope.
Little treasures, large pleasures.
As the late April sun rises earlier and goes higher in the sky, the last of the winter snow, at elevation, begins to shrink–only to be replaced by the Alpine crocus.

Finally… we hope.
Little treasures, large pleasures.
…a few warm days and spring comes racing along…
May flowers coming before April showers… must take a walk before it’s too late!

…must take a walk
Allium ursinum and common primroses—yes indeed—springtime.

A springtime for friends
Easter Monday
70F.

Bye Bye
In like a lamb,
Out like a lion.
Last night, the lion visited!

I dreamt I was in the Med.
But when I looked around…

Not so bad

I could hardly wait… sneaks right up!

The Queen of Interlaken
There are days… and they are coming all too frequently now, where the extremes of the socio-politico left and right, incessantly brought to us—by the streamers, the pop-citizen-journalists, and the traditional media—are just horribly unbearable.
The fix?
I go outside and walk. The quiet breezes from the forest and lake clear away the gaslighted, scum-generated tensions.

And the day begins again.