Leaves, glorious leaves!

So happy to see your return after a dreary, leafless winter.

Ahhhh, Spring

A year later, I am still kicking myself for not having my camera on me one beautiful spring day, just before Julian's birth.
I went to a tour of the maternity ward at the Oakland Kaiser over on Piedmont. It had been rainy for a while, but that Saturday morning it was beautifully sunny. There were large, puffy clouds in a china blue sky- the kind that are so brightly white, they almost look silver. The trees lining the street had just started to bloom and their big puffy flowers mimicked the clouds in the sky. I walked out of the hospital, thinking about Julian, about my little boy who would be born so soon, about my last moments of pregnancy. About the world, the day that he would be born into and how I knew I would always remember it. The sunlight flickered through the blooming sticks above my head as I walked to the car, and I looked up to that beautiful sight of clear blue, bright white and fresh flowers- and that is how I always want to remember what the world looked like when Julian came into it.
I reached into my purse, but my camera that was usually there, wasn't. So I stood there, looking up making a print in my brain. I promised that next year, I would come back and take that shot. So the rain came and went, the sun came and went, the bloom came, the clouds came, but never all at the same time for that perfect shot to match the one in my memory. Today, it came close, so I drove across town to catch it. I'll look again next year.