After the Rain(s)

Boy, whomever coined the rhyme about spring weather was right.  We got a load of mulch delivered in late March, and between the storms and a broken wheelbarrow have only distributed half of it.

But the rain does some amazing things, too.  When the snow finally melted, I thought of Garrison Keillor's line, that it looked like a herd of buffalo had wintered in our back yard: it was a muddy, soggy mess.  Scarcely a month later, the colors are astounding.

Yes, the bush covering the window is out of control, but for very important reasons we can't cut it back just yet!