While I was gone the azaleas popped and trees reached a critical leafing point. Now when I look out the back windows, I see green.

I didn’t see green at the beach. I saw light blue skies and delicate, cream-colored sea foam. I saw pale brown eel grass dried and husky. I saw the occasional flash of scarlet from cardinals and red-winged blackbirds. But in general the beach palette was decidedly pastel.

Today’s still rain-drenched backyard is anything but. In fact, it’s edging toward primary color intensity. What a nice view to come home to!