I’ve written about the lingering muted landscape of winter around this part of Massachusetts. This tumble of forsythia sprawls at one corner of our land, just in front of field cleared stone walls. Forsythia immediately sends me back to my childhood home where we had lots of bushes in every configuration. We even had a double hedge of it which lined each side of our back walk! I love the way these sudden sprays of color testify spring is well and truly here.
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