Writing into the Light…

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Good Things Come To Those Who Wait…

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Photo by Carol R. Craley

Although the calendar has said it is spring for quite some time, I still seem to visually judge the arrival of spring by Philadelphia standards ~ developed during the first five decades of my life.  Despite living in Maine for almost 10 years now, I have learned to use the term “wicked good,” but have not adopted Maine standards for “spring.”  It visually arrives about a month later than Philadelphia.  Well folks, now that it’s almost “summer” by the calendar, it is finally visually spring and time to plant!  Are you following this???

I haven’t used my photographer’s eye for quite a while so I ventured out yesterday to record the arrival of spring before it turns into summer.  Forget my inept explanation and take a tour outside of my door right now…

Photo by Carol R. Craley


Georgia O’Keefe’s version of a rhododendron.

NOTE:  (I am not a gardener.  Playing in the dirt wasn’t even fun for me as a child.  Please don’t anticipate that I will ever be as good as many of my readers who can give the botanical names of flowers and trees or the Latin names for the birds who visit them without a pictorial guide.  I am content with the American name of the bush they grow on… or more practical names like “pink flowers that grow on the bush next to the porch out front”)

Photo by Carol R. Craley

Photo by Carol R. Craley

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Author: Carol R Craley

I am a former Philadelphia suburbanite who moved to Maine in 2002 ~ a former art educator ~ former school administrator ~former college and graduate school instructor ~ a writer ~an artist ~ and a photographer. I am currently mom to two Cavalier King Charles Spaniels named Emma and Sara and a rescued kitty from Georgia ~ so that is her name. I am inspired by nature, great music, art and writing that makes me ponder the world...

5 thoughts on “Good Things Come To Those Who Wait…

  1. Beautiful photos, Carol. And I actually understood what you were talking about because we have that exact same thing at our mountain house in the Poconos. We get to see spring here in Ardmore, then a month later, we see it in the mountains. It is always a beautiful, welcome sight.

    • Thanks Sue! I went to MD to my brother’s the week before Palm Sunday and literally watched winter change to spring as I drove south… it was wonderful until I did the return trip and watched the leaves and flowers disappear the further north I drove.

  2. Oh your header is lovely! It’s already summer here with temperatures in the 90’s.

  3. The pink flower with the fuzzy blanket in the middle is lovely! (I think that’s the botanical name.)

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