I love springtime in Oregon.  It comes even though we have an abundance of gray days when it seems like all color has disappeared forever.  Suddenly, daffodils pop up along with the hyacinths, trees begin blooming and the gray is overwhelmed by color. We planted the trees along the driveway about fifteen years ago, and every year we take photos of them.  It’s fun watching how they’ve grown from year to year.

Even the moss, the kind of official Oregon “winter flower”, looks pretty in springtime.

I love the contrasting colors of the yellow daffodils and the pink flowering plum trees.  The plum trees are getting ready to leaf out.  They are heavy with bloom, and driving up the driveway I feel as though I am ascending into a pink cloud.

I love taking close-ups of all the daffodils!

I love the rustic look of the blossoms and the old rail fence.

I wish I had time to sit and just look at this beauty all day long!  Instead, I take photos.

I just keep taking photo after photo!  I am never satisfied!  Today the farm animals didn’t come over to visit while I was taking the photos.

Photos can’t capture the fragrance, but they do give me a permanent record of all this beauty.

Driving along Regner Road in Gresham, I caught the lovely contrast of forsythia and flowering plum.

Ahhhh… Springtime in Oregon.  I love it!