They were sprouted indoors and kept under grow-lights. Now it’s time to get used to real sunlight, starting in limited doses. They’re brought in each night that low temperatures threaten. And then they’ll transplanted into the garden. (Photo by Rachel Williams)
Not long ago, the old carriage road up the hill a few blocks from our house was still covered in ice and snow. Just wait another week, for the deciduous leaves to fill out.
This time of the year, the white often comes in a profusion of flowering shrubs and trees, even along Interstate highways. This one’s at Hilton Landing, which was settled in 1623, making Dover the seventh oldest permanent settlement in the country.
Every spring, once the compost thaws, I empty the bin to supply the garden. And then I refill it with leaves collected the previous autumn to start the whole process again.
Fresh asparagus. You can’t buy anything like this.
Our own lettuce in abundance.
Whales are migrating north — a great time to take a whale-watch cruise.
If you could only see my ferns in all their glory.
The kids are still in school … in case we decided to play tourist, things are still uncrowded.
Alewives migrate up the river, pursued by cormorants, fishermen, and eagles, along with osprey.
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What do you like about May?
Osprey are truly incredible birds. They can hover over a river, do a power dive into the water, and emerge with a fish that they then turn to face the airflow. Not that I’ve yet captured any of that on my camera — some photographers specialize in the challenge.
Easter this year was April 1 — except for the Eastern Orthodox, who will observe it on April 8.
White chocolate and malt balls. The Easter Bunny or somebody brings them.
Ferns and flowers. Daffodils and irises, especially when they come indoors as cut flowers.
The quality of daylight changes.
Hot dandelion greens with fried eggs.
The last of the snow melts despite a few spring snowstorms.
Goldfinches discard their gray “duster jackets” and turn brilliantly yellow again.
Bagging seaweed at the end of the road and filling the car trunk gives me an excuse to hit the beach early. Remember, the stuff makes a perfect mulch in the garden.
Sitting in the loft of the barn again, catching up on some reading, now that the weather’s warmed.
So many birds are actually singing in the morning. Quite rowdy, actually, at times.
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What do you like about April?
Two antique forks and two paperweights on a shelf in my studio,
Of course, this is totally unrelated to the theme. Just another thing on my mind.