Spring in Denver

I never tire of watching the miracle of winter transition into spring. Although spring in Denver isn't as much of a relief as it is in Chicago or Columbus, I still enjoy it.  I thought I'd share some phone photos of spring in Denver for your enjoyment!

Spring

These are photos I took in front of our house a week ago.  It seems that in one week we have gone from spring to summer.  The cherry blossoms came and went in April, leaving these beautiful red leaves behind, and now that it's May the lilac bushes are blooming.  I'm still in awe of how everything comes alive after a long and cold winter.  I love the transitions that take place in the fall and spring.  

spring in chicago

temperature-wise, spring in chicago feels like winter in LA. it is sunny, but in the 50s or 60s. i am so LA and still sporting my long wool peacoat lined with thinsulate while people are in shorts and tank tops.

visually, however, it is an altogether different story. everything comes to life. from the first tiny green leaves on trees that grow into full green trees, to tulips and daffodils, to flowering trees. who ever heard of flowering trees in LA?

well, it seems like all of the trees here flower for a few weeks before the blossoms fall off. it's freakin' awesome.

spring's arrival

spring has been somewhat shy - okay - downright stubborn about arriving in chicago.  it's april 22!  but today she poked her head out and gave us a little glimpse of her full glory.  i went for a run by the lake after work and noticed signs of spring all around me.  first of all, it was a gorgeous day.  it hit 60 today, the sun was out, and it wasn't too windy.  also, i see green leaves appearing on trees that for so long were bare skeletons.  grass is turning from yellow/brown to green.  tulips and daffodils are opening up their buds everywhere, and people are planting their flower boxes.  it is really amazing how winter becomes spring.  it's such a sight to see green after so much grey, brown and white.  i can't even begin to describe how i felt as i saw familiar barren sites begin to show signs of change.  it is a beautiful thing.