|3/21/17 ink, colored pencils|
Could it be? Yes!
Driving through the Green Lake neighborhood, I spotted the first signs of pink in a cluster of trees. Most of the dark pink buds were still tightly closed, reluctant to admit that Monday was the first day of spring. I’m guessing they’re plums, as the pale pink cherries are still a way’s off. But I’ll take any pink I can get.