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hilleviw in photo_scavenger

Spring



When I lived in Massachusetts I came to regard forsythia blooming as the harbinger of spring. All of a sudden, it seemed, the landscape would be dotted with brilliant bursts of irrepressible yellow, the days would be longer and I would know that finally, finally, the snow would be done.

Now that I'm in California the seasons are less differentiated and the forsythia not as prolific. Nonetheless I couldn't resist planting one in front of my house; my own private marker of seasonal shift.

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This is lovely. The bare branches and background make the cheerful yellow so much more springlike and hopeful.
It's part of what I love about forsythia. I remember my first spring in MA, coming home one day and all of a sudden it seemed the bundle of twigs in front of my house was transformed into a festival of sunny yellow and gold.
I feel the same way about forsythia. There's something so bright and hopeful about them. This is a really lovely shot. It's as if you caught the very first sign at the moment it came into being.
Thanks, this picture is exactly the sort of thing I hoped would happen when I joined this community...a picture I really like and find interesting, but wouldn't have taken without the prompt.
When the forsythia blooms, I know its time to prune the rosebushes.
Now *that* is useful information!
I love forsythia! I'm always excited to see it for exactly those reasons. I wonder if it's just too warm in california for it to do well?
In northern CA I think it's not so much that it's too warm, as that it's never quite cold enough. A fine distinction, until you live it!