For the past few years, I’ve passed this same azalea in full bloom in a little side corridor of downtown Albany, and it always thrills. Not having spent anywhere near as much time as I typically do downtown thanks to New York on PAUSE, I’ve missed this sort of excitement – the color play of hot pink with the vibrancy of its green leaves. It is a stunning combination – an inspiration on so many levels.
These annual reminders of spring are getting noticed a bit more this year, maybe because I haven’t seen them on such a daily basis, or maybe because I’m seeing things in a way that I used to see them before grown-up concerns in life got in the way.
