Today we wandered the grounds of Henry Clay's Ashland Estate, not far from our home. What's that, boys with coats open in the snow? No, thank goodness. Those are spring beauties, one of our local wildflowers, famed in this neighborhood for looking like a last dusting from winter, overlate in spring, but with a pink tinge.
Springtime encourages bounciness :}
Naturalized garden flowers pop up on Ashland's lawns.
At home, it's time to test their first bicycles again. They are getting the hang of them!
Mild storms carrying lots of rain have arrived since, and outside it's green and glistening and just a bit pleasantly misty. A wonderful night for sleeping, listening to raindrops on the roofs.