The sun came out yesterday afternoon and I headed out for a couple of hours to enjoy it. I was looking for signs of spring. Any would do, I’m ready to be convinced summer is just around the corner. So I worked my way through the dense forest
Into the dark woods
To where things were really starting to be green.
and lose their winter colors
Rip van Winkle is definitely not a Northwest story. If you fell to sleep in the forest for twenty years you would be reclaimed by the moss.
but the trail had a pleasant wooden bridge covering it
and green things were growing all over the place.
There isn’t much that can be more insignificant than being a bug on a weed, growing out of moss, that is growing eight feet off of the ground on a tree rooted in a fallen cedar.
unless it is of course being some kind of slime mold. How do you tell it is spring time in Seattle? The molds are starting to tan.
It was a most pleasant three hours of walking and spring was beginning to break forth.
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