It’s 37 degrees as I write these words, with highs reaching only the mid 50s.  Not the most desirable temperature trajectory — with one notable exception. The cooler it is (within reason), the longer spring will last.

Take today, a wonderful juncture to freeze-frame — the azaleas just budding, trees just greening, the dogwood, redbud and Kwanzan cherries at their glorious peaks.

Speaking of redbud, the wild cousins of these suburban trees were in full bloom on my drive last weekend. They lined the road for miles in spots, a pinkish-purple haze along the highway.

I hope they’re in freeze-frame now too.