The spring brings color to the dappled woodland realm of the Pacific Northwest. Trillium spread their delicate fronds and shining petals, while bleeding heart rise like fountains of iridescence from a carpet of emerald foliage. Shy newts hide beneath, concealed by the fallen leaves of the near forgotten autumn. The smell of life and joy rises with heady fragrance into air beneath the shimmering canopy, the trees fresh with pale new leaves and the vigor of youth.
