Welcome to the Lewisburg Alphabet!
The weather is warming up, the days are growing longer, my favorite ice cream place has opened for the season… Friends, it seems that spring is upon us, and there is little that is more glorious than Lewisburg in the spring. And spring flowers are nice, but we get some incredible flowering trees.
Right now, even as we speak, this is happening outside my front door. Dig my ornamental pear tree.
Ornamental pear tree will soon be ornamented.
And look at my squat-but-hardy hyacinths.
Every year, they struggle back up, bless their stunted little stems.
And ooh, Lordie. I’ve got a punk rock pussy willow in my back yard.
BUGGER OFF! — It seemed to say.
But in a few short weeks, Lewisburg will be bursting at the seams with flowering trees and blossoms. (And pollen; local peeps, stock up on Claritin now.)
My ornamental pear will be stylin’ in my front yard.
It really looks like this outside my front door. Hashtag not a movie set.
The pussy willows will be furry and lush.
Oooh, soft and cushy.
And all over town, it will look something like this.
Just gonna mosey down the pretty street.
And speaking of pretty streets…
HOLY CASCADING BLOSSOMS!
The Miller’s spectacular magnolia will be in bloom.
This thing deserves its own zip code.
Meanwhile, down at the river…
Gigantic tree, in full bloom.
And check out this bee, having its way with the flowering tree by the Lutheran church.
*Literally* doing what comes naturally.
Lewisburg in the spring. Blossoms everywhere! This is what I get to toddle around in every day, and I feel so fortunate. It’s a visual feast that I am happy to take part in.
Come back soon to see what’s in store for C!
Love the tree at the Lutheran church! (OK, I love the angle at which you shot it). What is it about Easterners that makes them think people only want to eat ice cream two-thirds of the year? That was a culture shock. “Let’s go to Dairy Queen for chicken strips.” “Apparently Dairy Queens in the East don’t serve food. And something about ‘closed for the season.’ What does that even mean?”
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LOL It doesn’t hold for every ice cream place but yeah, I don’t know. I saw a church last night–A CHURCH!!!–that had “Closed for the Season” on its front lawn sign. I said to George that I can’t begin to understand what that means. And DQs serve food in the east…I think. I don’t know…I live with a vegetarian so we don’t often stop for chicken strips or burgers on the fly.
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One day, driving home from a softball tournament she had officiated, my daughter took a wrong turn and found a food-serving DQ in Foxboro. I didn’t believe her until she took me there! A season for worshiping god? That is a new one!
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