
This morning around the oak tree (that towers above the house) there was a symphony of color at play.

Spring light illuminated new growth, including golden pollen.

The wind brought sweeping movement.

It was a song celebrating life …

from the grand moments

to the tiny details.

A passionate composition of fierce expression in glorious color and texture.

At least that would be my music review. 😉























These scenes are from Boston’s Back Bay along historic Commonwealth Avenue. I must say, I am quite thankful spring has finally arrived. 😉






