That First Yellow Morning That first yellow morning… My eyes accustomed to muted winter forgot until that first yellow morning when the forsythia in full bloom catches all the sun to hold in blinding reminder makes my heart beat faster with the blood of a new spring. I curse these forsythias at all other times of the year because everywhere a branch tip touches the soil a new forsythia puts down roots. I have them everywhere. I admit I have been removing them for the past few weeks, until the buds appeared and I left this one row for one last bloom. I am replanting them elsewhere in the yard and giving them away to whoever wants them. . . . . . . . Follow me on Instagram. Visit my photography galleries on Portraits of Animals. All images used on this site are copyrighted to Bernadette E. Kazmarski unless otherwise noted and may not be used without my written permission. Please ask if you are interested in using one in a print or internet publication. If you are interested in purchasing a print of this image or a product including this image, visit my galleries of Photography on Portraits of Animals to see if I have it available already. If you don’t find it there, visit “Custom Prints” for availability and terms. I'll be more than happy to make a print for you. Share this:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related Post navigation Not FinishedOoh That’s Cold! Leave a Reply Cancel reply This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.