Spring is finally trickling in to the upstate woods.
Yesterday the trout lilies and bloodroots were out and about, so we’re feeling a bit more sanguine about the weather.
Still dipping into the 30’s some nights, like a bad habit you can’t break.
And the woods still look autumnal in most places. Last year’s beech leaves still clinging on, in a few spots, looking pale and ghostly.
Few trees have leafed out, and other than moss and evergreens, the wood colors are predominately browns and grays.
But finally, not a scrap of snow still lurking, even in the crevices of the darkest ravines.
I wondered why these acorns, even if they didn’t fall far from the tree, left without their caps.