Beauty amidst the brambles.
A precocious crowd at the water’s edge.
Tiny jewels spark the wayside.
Sweet cascades of light.
A splash of exuberance in the mountains.
Lowly but delicate and nourishing.
Soon to ripen into tiny nutlets.
Drifts of white interstice the understory.
Snowdrops crowd the arrival of the equinox.
The turkey vultures return.