Yesterday I ran up Big Bearpen, and it was winter on the summit - the splendid white oak trees at the very top had not even begun to bud out. That's not surprising at an elevation of about 4250 feet. But here in Clear Creek, at an elevation of 2650, our grass has literally turned green and grown an inch overnight, partly due to the rain we had on Monday. The daffodils have been up for some time, and the trees down the road are flowering:
And this week the tulips are blooming all along the front fence:
In Clayton on Saturday, Spring was even farther along - all the flowering trees were out there, too, and the sound of lawnmowers was everywhere.
That's something I love about living in this part of the country. Spring can last a very long time, depending on where you drive. (The same thing happens in the Fall, when we can enjoy fall colors for weeks.) It's nice to be able to enjoy a variety of elevations, a variety of seasons, a variety of roads and journeys.
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