Jules, of Pancakes and French Fries, hosts a monthly color story series.  Each month, you see, she recaps the month before with a series of photos, each woven together with a theme of color.  She’s inviting us to join the fun.  You can find the details here. As you see, ‘grass’ popped up for April; ‘Jacaranda’ colors May.

Oh April, where hast thou gone?

I’m not sure if it’s due the blocking of tax season, or the grey clouds that overcast a sky of blue, but most of the month was a blur. Still, the year managed to pick up some color.

It was in April that I tasted me some Ugli—I didn’t really love it, but tried it all the same…

In April, the brown grass turned green, and the scent of freshly mown grass began to permeate the air. It was almost enough to take the pain out of weeding … almost …

April gave our plum tree a chance to shine. For a moment in time, we forgot all about the mess of fallen plums or the abundance of suckers that must be plucked before they truly take root.  For one month, our plum tree was admired, rather than cursed …

Rain—and snow—filled most days in April; but when blue skies did peek through, we got out and enjoyed it.  After all, one must take advantage of the free Vitamin D …

The month of April even allowed my toes to see the light of day. Sure, the first paint job of the season was the worst ever and my feet nearly froze, but it’s a start …

As with many an April, the river ran high and the foothills stood green … our backdrop to celebrating our risen Savior …

For most of the month, the news kept a grim storyline: Japan struggled to recover, massive tornadoes hit parts of the US, leaving a trail of death and destruction—the state of the economy slugged along, gas prices hiked their way upward. Then Prince William and Kate gave us a gift—a royal wedding worthy of the title. Finally, we could watch the news and have something worthy of celebration …

Of course, us commoners had reasons all our own to celebrate. There were birthdays and baby showers; we even witnessed a miracle, as April was the month our friends were finally able to bring home their little girl from China. Of course, after months of hibernation we were a little rusty in our party skills. We had to take pictures of balloons belonging to another, mind you—still, I like to think we’re on our way …

So to April, cheers; to May, no pressure or anything, but here’s hoping you bloom away!