When the thermometer is thrusting past 100º this summer, these are the days one needs to remember in order to keep living here in perspective. We flung to-do lists aside last Thursday to stroll around the Dallas Arboretum, serene in its more subdued hibernal aspect.
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View across White Rock Lake |
This spring-like weather is encouraging over-eager blossoms: forsythia, azaleas, tulip tips poking up through beds of pansies.
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Forsythia |
Most likely next month they’ll be rudely rebuffed by a lashing of frigid weather that we’re never quite prepared for. So for now we’re trying to make the most of these blue skies and balmy temperatures. Of course, what I really should be doing is cleaning leaves out of the flower beds, to grind up and return as mulch. Well, maybe tomorrow...
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Camellias |
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