Since the end of February, it's been spring in belle NOLA. As March has come in, spring has just gotten stronger and stronger. The weather is mild, tending toward the warm side, with some March breezes to blow things around. It's gotten so hot that a couple of times, Big Man and I have had to turn on the air conditioning just to be comfortable.
The old oak trees are touched with feathery pale green, the Japanese magnolias are past blooming and coming out with full leaf. The red buds and forsythia are glowing, each in their own spectrum. Flowers of all kinds are showing their colors -- tropical hibiscus, gorgeous snap dragons, azaleas in every shade and hue, tulips and daffodils bobbing their heads. petunias, phlox, flowers I don't even know the names of. From the most formal expensive gardens on St. Charles Avenue and Prytania Street to unexpected empty lots turned gardens in Central City, to window boxes at apartment complexes, to lovingly cared-for gardens in Lakeview, flowers are in riotous bloom, and when I drive by, no matter how I'm feeling, I smile.
Springtime makes me happy, and I love springtime best when it arrives in late February and early March.
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