As Thomas and I drove home from an appointment in town I marveled at the vibrant red buds.
It struck me that Philip would not have to suffer any longer from colorblindness. I wished I could hear him exclaim over the amazing palette of colors.
The hundreds of shades of greens are a symphony to my eyes. Pale celery collides with emerald which bounces off of chartreuse. The wildflowers are out in full force, trillium, trout lily, wild mustard.