For weeks now, we've had Spring peeking through at us…glimpses of white blossoms through the evergreens, pinpricks of yellow through the gray of last season's spanish moss. Reds mingling with greens almost like the colors up North in the Fall.
Spring here is different than in New York. There's not as much contrast as there is when you are moving from months of frozen monotone grey/white landscapes to brilliant bursts of bloom on a muddy green background. In SC, the green/brown roadsides have been in transition for months already…pale greens show up, yellows pop here and there…and then one day there are bushes in full-out radiant white blooms almost looking like they've been snowed over.
These girls were most of what I saw on my walk this morning. Looks like they start out pale yellowy green and develop into snowy white. Beautiful.
My favorite forsythias are few and far between down here. And I haven't seen any lilacs yet…but a girl can hope, no? Until the lilacs show up (please?), I can feast my eyes on these bright beauties just down the street from us.
