During the winter, the park was all dry, bare, and brown, but now colors have started to show up. There are yellow colors of cornelian cherry trees, pink colors of plum trees, and white colors of magnolia trees. Oh, and there is some green grass that I can’t quite identify.
Going to the park every day gives me the pleasure of quickly spotting the changing seasons through these colors.
I am cherishing the joy of spring that’s coming little by little.
2026-03-23 |
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