The bows of boughs, spilled out that rain_.

__  Lately, so much rain here;  this post,  just moments ago,  was an old scribble in one of my notebooks.  Memories.  _m

daffodils  

their trumpets fill with rain

soft bows 

__ Yellow is yellow, this, an adjusted re-post of mine from April of 2007:  the gladdening view of  "natural changes, that remain unchanged".  _m

goldfinches
in this morning sun
forsythia 

__ Its that time, as our seasonal changes continue; 'tis so exciting to sense and see natures soft and shining growth. Here, a slight re-write of a haiku that I posted ten years ago.  Smiles! _m

greening foothills
as their life begins anew
the same bluejays