Two weeks ago, as Ann and I were coming home, after the last terrible play at the Brown Theater, the landscape was still bare and very winter like, though the sun was shining.
Suddenly at midweek, I noticed the forsythia bushes were in full bloom and lovely.
The peony bushes were pushing through the ground and there were buds on the Bradford pears. The next morning they were in full bloom.
Spring had come to the Branch.
The grass turned green and started to grow, the red bud tree at the front of the house is now in full bloom.