"Oh, Mummy, hasn't the world got its face washed nice and clean?" cried Di, on the morning the sunshine returned."
The Anne of Green Gables series || L.M. Montgomery
Today it rained just a little, but the sky has been holding it in for days; staying gray and expressionless. But after it rained there was that certain look to the landscape that comes after it rains, when it truly looks like the world has got its face washed nice and clean. The trees are a little darker and the light a little glow-ier and the air not so humid.
And after all this, I went outside and took some pictures, just snapping away. Eventually I realized it was rather cold. (Snow is expected for tomorrow after 70-some degree weather for the last week. Hmmmmm....) But you can see signs of spring if you look closely. There's a little, yellow forsythia bloom next to the porch in the bare flower bed. There's leafy blooms on the trees. And there's grass all over the ground -- some sprouting just now, and some gather tall in funny little tufts.
I'm glad spring is pretty much here.