Here along Druid Hill Creek the surest way to know that spring has indeed arrived is when the honeysuckle undergrowth bursts into leaf. First the bushes take on a faint green glow, then a kind of shadowy green along sprays of branches that cascade over the river bank. But in only a day or two the honeysuckle simply erupts into clouds and billows of green below the still-bare cottonwoods and willows.
"Honeysuckle on Druid Hill Creek," wc/ink on paper, 8x10 |
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