March skies passing

Daylight stays with us long enough now to be able to enjoy sunshine after dinner.
And, for the first time this spring, a walk sans winter wrappings.
The remnants of our rainy day blow past.







The trees are still bare against the brilliant blue sky. On the pavement beneath them, their dainty red flowers scattered and fallen in March's final breeze.
The air smells of freshness and frogs.








Spring rains puddle in the cornfield--

And the wide open space of this country road fades into darkness.