Ah! Late winter on the Central Coast resembles a photographic negative. There has been enough rain that the hills are Irish green, yet the trees remain leafless, and the tree bark has a shiny, bleached appearance.
Dramatic and panoramic grey, scudding clouds create stark puddles of contrast between brilliant green grass and platinum trees trunks.
If you are paying attention, you can see the change.
Down by the river, there is a chartreuse aura around each group of alders and cottonwoods. This signals bud break! The willows are blooming and leafing.
And most exciting, three blossoms on my old bellwether almond tree were beacons of season-change through this morning’s fog, which almost, but not quite, obscured, my front yard.
Spring is imminent!!