Michael missed our dog while we were on vacation. I missed him too, but confess to missing the garden a little bit more. The landscape changes quickly this time of the year, working longer days, fueled by stronger light. April showers *and* solar powers make May flowers. While I was gone, bleeding hearts peeked, wild geranium puffed, apple buds expanded, raspberry leaves exploded, and daffodils popped. No complaints though; the trip south to St. Louis was a lovely prelude to the next stages of our spring. And, the Rattlesnake Master, which I feared had been destroyed, proudly welcomed me home with two babies. Perseverance! These pictures aren’t great, but they help me remember what is coming up when.