Cemetery in Spring

Spring is here and bursting with flowers.  I don't suffer from allergies much, so this festival of blooms is a wonder for me.

All of these pictures are only phone pictures, but I thought I would post them anyway.  I didn't set out to take pictures, only to walk and do some outdoor tai chi, but the force of the flowers made me pause to snap a few photos.

I was over in the cemetery, a popular place for people to walk.  I guess that may sound weird, but it is peaceful and green.

It also has good hills for sliding down in winter if it snows.

The cemetery adjoins to a park and a large semi-managed green space.  I love to walk here.  I love that this is so near my house in the city.  Of course, there is often the wail of sirens around or the rhythmic beep of a backing up truck, but it's equally full of bird calls--the chirr of flickers and crazy impatient switch up calls from mockingbirds.  This morning I heard the barred owl as he went off to bed.

The dogwoods are blooming and the gentle sweet smell of wisteria floats on the wind.  I love wisteria.  It is nostalgic for me.  A big wisteria grew in the front of my childhood home. It would tangle against us as we went up onto the front porch, and several times we discovered a praying mantis on our heads or backs who'd hitched ride with us into the house.

Walking in the cemetery makes me think of the circle of life.  And today, I was glad to be here on the earth, breathing the fragrant flower scented air, feeling the sun as it pushed away the last little chill of winter.  Just being.