Sunday Snaps...

Should Punxsutawney Phil be fired? A lot of people seem to think so. Phil popped out of his hole, and was not greeted by his shadow. Historically, that is supposed to mean that an early Spring is on the horizon. Snow is still falling in many parts of the US, and Phil's name has turned into proverbial mud. I've even read that the famous groundhog has gotten death threats. Really? Seems a bit harsh. However, it might be said that that is easy for me to say...

Today is a beautiful day. 65 degrees, and sunny. Over the last couple of months we have had the temperatures dip a bit here and there. We have had some rainy days in there, too. If Spring was predicted to arrive early, it seems to have here on the Georgia coast. For the most part, anyway. As the days go on the temperatures are staying within the low 60's to upper 70's range.

A normal Savannah Spring is covered in color. Typically, azalea bushes burst into pink and white blooms. At the moment they have popped out a few flowers here and there, but nothing to rival the norm. One thing that did arrive early, and that shows no sign of abating any time soon, is the pollen. Everything is covered in the yellow powder. Even when it has rained, the pollen is back in no time. Hopefully that part of our "early Spring" will stop soon...my sinuses and the sinuses of the other allergy sufferers would be most appreciative...

Between work, normal chores and such at home, and just feeling flat out nackered most of the time, I haven't been able to pay much attention to the things I enjoy doing. Things that not only feed my creative side, but that give me much needed therapy and mental release. One of the two most important is my frequent forays into nature for some communing, and photo snapping. I finally reached a stage of intense withdrawal, and finally was able to take a stroll on Easter Sunday.

In the neighborhood of 80 degrees, it was a perfect day to get some shots of the marsh. It is a tad muddy at the moment, but the green is returning. The blue of the Bull River winked in the sunlight just as it usually does. Other than a few shots here and there of what azalea flowers have grown, and some textural photos of some evergreen shrubs, there was a lot of the dry and the brown. Gaia still shedding her skin after the Winter until Spring clothes her again. The photos in this post are from that day.

That visit to the outdoors made all the difference to my mental state. I won't put off paying nature a call again. The beach has been calling...

To everyone still dealing with the cold, sending you some warm thoughts.