The emptiness will seem so much livelier once the flowers arrive.

Ahhh, spring in Toronto. ‘Nuf said.

Spring is really settling in during my walk. All around me is evidence of the world awakening from the long sleep of winter. More and more people appear on the sidewalks, walking, blading, or riding their bikes. The sun no longer makes promises and then fails to deliver. Now the sunshine warms my face. My parka is firmly in the closet, although not totally packed away just yet. I’m Canadian enough to know there could always be another icy blast if I dare to put away all the winter gear too soon. To appease those finicky spirits, my winter boots stand ready beside the door.

Just in case…

Amidst the rubble of the garden, the first shoots of life.

The first bud of life on the trees.

Now that the snow pile is gone, small bursts of green take over.

I love the tenacity of life, pushing up through twigs and branches. Nothing can stop its expression.

A look of desolation through the trees.

The play of light and shadow on the ground highlight the shades of green in spring.

Although it seemed more comfortable in the snow, the little tree looks like it’s adapting quite well to this warm spring.

Not a snow flake in sight!

The path into the city.

Now with the cold gone, these trees seem to be stretching their branches out to the blue sky and sun.

Rising from the dead leaves and debris, a new burst of colour in yellow and purple.