Spring in the making

Finally I see your flirtatious buds waiting for the right moment to burst
Joy oh joy in the sight of you

Whitworth Triath-lite

Seems my lens liked the bikes and the boxer that day

Finch Arboretum

Cold misty morning... you drained the life from my finger tips but livened the colors of your canvas... in an amazing display you refueled my soul in an instant.