Short notice and the threat of rain kept most folks away from our first Spring Unfolding event, a walk in Mitchell-Scarlett Woods to see what was blooming. Fortunately, Dagny Hanner and Mike Benham showed up just as Manfred and I were wondering whether or not to take a chance on the weather. The rain held off.
The four of us wandered around the loop trail for an hour and a half, taking a short detour into the city-owned portion of Scarlett Mitchell Nature Area to check out the trout lilies that only bloom in that area.
Everywhere we went we saw buds and blossoms, and tiny leaves that reminded me of a line from Robert Frost’s poem, Nothing Gold Can Stay: “Nature’s first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf’s a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay.
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