In part one of this story, I am sharing some of the images of spring that I found in North Carolina. Spring comes a month earlier in North Carolina than it does in western New York. Seeing spring bursting to life at the beginning of March felt like a small miracle. It was beautiful, but bitter sweet. It was new life in the midst of death. It was vibrant color in the presence of sadness. It was glimmer of hope at a time when all hope seemed to have fled.
The colors of the Charlotte area, located in south central North Carolina, in the Piedmont, a plateau region found in the eastern United States, between the Atlantic Ocean and the Appalachian mountains.
|The first thing that I noticed were the flowering trees.|
|Flowers on a tree. I was surprised to see that. Through the area, I noticed a plethora of trees in bloom.|
|This flower was caught in the act of opening.|
|This one is wide open.|
|So much color in such small plants.|
|This one plant incorporates elements of purple and yellow, which are complimentary colors.|
Some glimpses of life in Davidson, North Carolina
|On a warm day, you could relax on this bench while waiting for your haircut.|
|Davidson has brick sidewalks and a great plethora of shops and restaurants for people to enjoy.|
|Relaxing outside on an early spring day|
|Above parked bicycles, the mural celebrates bicycles and farmers markets.|
|Remembering Anne Frank.|
|Another bench for relaxation and people watching.|
|Welcome to this building.|