The swaying branches of willow trees are practically glowing green. Hardwood trees are sporting buds of green and red. Flowering trees are offering displays of pink and white. Miniature daffodils have unfolded blooms as yellow as the sun and pansies are pinwheels of primary colors.
It is the color equivalent of an orchestra tuning up prior to a concert.
Seated in the front row, I wait anxiously for mother nature to raise her baton. When she does, the isolated dots and stripes of green, yellow, white, and blue will fill out into wide brushstrokes of rainbow harmony. I'm certain the opening stanzas will take my breath away.
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