There is something very ethereal about the way spring emerges in the Hudson Valley. As the trees begin to bloom, naked bark is slowly transformed from basic to beautiful. In the beginning, it is if a translucent veil that floats over the branches. Every day the scenery grows richer as light and color infuse the landscape with an airy softness. From bare to lush, this metamorphosis is nature’s evolution from pubescence to grace. Until I … Read More
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