In tune with my surroundings

In spring, the changes are so rapid, each day brings a new unfolding. The tiny leaves pushing out on my aspen tree, the apple tree turning darker by the day, the day lilies reaching up and out. I was away for a week - Chicago and Greencastle, Indiana. Other spring timelines were in play, and plenty of moisture, given the unceasing rain that they have endured in the Midwest, Lawns were green and lush in Chicago, even though the trees and bushes were just beginning to leaf out - all the better to spy a brilliant yellow warbler against the twigs. A few hours south, and spring has arrived. That wonderful shade of green only found in the big box of crayons when I was a kid, highlighted by cardinals, another of the crayon hues. Back in Colorado, we have a little catching up to do, and now I have to adjust my bearings to the spring of the present.