When you grow up in Apartment 5E with a view of parking lots (and the distant Throgs Neck Bridge) you miss a lot. My joke, told often: Until I was 21 I had never seen grass that wasn’t in a baggie.
Call me nature challenged!
Now I live in the woods. I am the guardian of dozens of trees and more traditional grass.
This time of year I look up a lot. With flowering bushes and lots of color it’s easy to miss what’s going on in the trees. Leaves are beginning to come out for the season.
Please tell me I wasn’t the only kid who never looked? I missed so much. I’m glad I look now, because the show is amazing.
The first signs showed in March. Little nubs appeared on tree limbs. Now it’s obvious they’re leaves, but they’re still tiny and often curled tight for their own protection.
Like I said, I look up a lot. I never tire of this show.