Blue skies. . . . . . . .

Yesterday the skies were so pretty and

Carolina Blue was just that, really brilliant blue.

The clouds were white with shadow moments of grey,

 puffy, billowing, but slow sailing. . . . . . . . . . .

. . . . . . . . . .and in the early evening they were 

tinged with gold as the sun dropped down to the west.

Branches are still mostly bare up there, reaching

for the heavens, a still and silent canopy above. 

Today, close to 80F expected again.

Birds think it's spring, they are full of songs and 

seem to be property hunting in the shrubbery.

This morning I've filled the feeders and suet holders,

 and topped up the bird baths. . . . . . .a robin was bathing,

 first I've seen in a while.

 The garden is lively and starting to get little pockets of

 color from daffodils, pansies, camellias and periwinkle.

Have a fine weekend everyone.