Usually when I drive to Kansas the clouds get bigger and the sun gets brighter but for some reason when I got out there, everything had turned to gloom, if not something downright oppressive.
But if I just turned 90 degrees, I could choose to look at a completely different weather situation.
It was sunny. And then it was not. And even though it was around 2 pm, the shadows started to get long.
And then they were gone again.
I heard a "screeee....screeee...screeeeeeeeeeeeee" and looked for the hawk. There were two. I watched them circle the sky in one area where it was overcast and gloomy, then they moved to another part of the sky that looked like a storm was in the works, and much later I saw them in another part of the sky that turned cloudy but was still sunny. Interesting that there were two hawks patrolling the large area together. A couple months ago I had seen two nests in two trees that grew near each other. I don't know much about the behavior of hawks but I wonder if these two hawks are a mother and daughter. Maybe they're a pair. I don't know. One more thing to research.
I'm always looking for signs of spring when the snow melts at this time of year even though I know it's way too early to hope for much, if anything. But since I found daffodils popping up in my yard in Missouri, maybe something was popping up in that land of mine in Kansas. I didn't see any growth coming up from the ground, but I did find buds. Lots of them, too.
I think this is a forsythia.
This might be a forsythia too...
And uh, maybe this is the forsythia bush I photographed two months ago...
I am just going to have to be patient to confirm what all of these buds are because I know there are only two forsythia out there but apparently there are more than two shrubs that want to bloom.
When I go back in the next couple weeks I'm going to cut a lot of the budded branches and force their bloom indoors. Maybe then I can figure out which buds belong to a forsythia and which buds belong to.........oh heck, probably even more forsythia.
Oh it really doesn't matter. It's just happiness to see something persevere despite the cold blasts of winter. Makes me feel hopeful that I'll survive it too.