Picture taken from: Marc Adamus
The fog settles low over the exuberantly green meadows. Spring has emerged with a shy yet shocking beauty. Green grass and new green buds on trees glow against the encompassing mist. The gray sky contrasts with the wet, new foliage, trying to steal it from view, but instead enhancing the contrast and magnifying each glorious detail. The world is shimmering. Images of exotic, far off places come to mind. New Zealand. England. Ireland. Lord of the Rings. Movie sets. And yet, here I am in the place I call home. This is real. This is tangible. This is a new side of my own backyard.
