I’ll probably say the same thing about summer and fall when they come, but right now, spring is my favorite season.
January just doesn’t seem like the right time to start over. In the Northern Hemisphere, so much of nature is resting or escaping to a warmer place.
But spring has a freshness about it. The thawing and first the sightings of spring’s colorful floral emergence remind you why the winter has been worth it. It can bring a renewed understanding of the world’s possibilities.
When I spotted this Pacific Coast wild iris on the Point Reyes National Seashore, the detail of it seemed beautifully unreal. It looked like it had been streaked with purple ink and that the fog condensation and rain had spread the pigmentation to the edges. And on the petals, the little water droplets lingered as if to say, “Love me, look at what I created.”
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