It's chilly, it's rainy, it's sunny, it's warmish, it's breezy, it's constantly changing -- it's springtime in Brooklyn Heights. (Attached is a photo of my favorite springtime bloom in the neighborhood -- flowering quince on Joralemon.)
This spring, we are experiencing the full gamut of emotions that tend to accompany this season: anticipation and expectation, cleansing and a fresh start, the drudgery of yet another rainy day--yet knowing that without rain there are no flowers, and the growing pains of life budding, breaking free, and blooming.
I've never seen quince blossoms before but those are truly breathtakingly gorgeous. What a beautiful, heart-aching description of Spring.
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