New life along the line . . . .

What a difference a month can make!  April snows lasted into early May, but winter has finally given up its grip. Spring has officially arrived and none too soon.  The air is redolent with the fragrance of lilacs, cherry, apple, plum, honeysuckle and chokecherry blossoms.

Honeysuckle at homestead house . . . .

Daffodils outdid themselves, and a few tulips managed to bloom after freezing storms and snow beat them back repeatedly.  The columbines are bursting with color and the ancient bleeding heart that has traveled with me from two former homes is trying once again to honor me with its dainty pink flowers.

A carpet of white . . . .

Daffodils greet the morning sun . . . .

Blue columbines are glorious . . . .

Granny Clara’s flowers greet us every spring . . . .

More of Clara’s blooms . . . .

May is the month of renewal and promise of new life.  The hillsides and pastures are noisy with bleats and bawling of new baby calves and lambs.  With a little rain, the grass will grow and life will be good.