Somewhere else, Spring has already passed someone by

We watched spring disappear.

We watched spring disappear from the seats of our car. The flush of Carolina coastal plain green was drawn back into the creaky buds of Virginia. A haze of yellow greens at the tips of the branches and a stiffening breeze. South Jersey farms were dappled in cherry blossoms. The Sourlands seemed unchanged while we were away... not true.

Above: Givhans Ferry State Park, South Carolina