The Season of Singing Has Come

See! The winter is past;
the rains are over and gone.
Flowers appear on the earth;
the season of singing has come,
the cooing of doves
is heard in our land.
The fig tree forms its early fruit;
the blossoming vines spread their fragrance. (Song of Solomon 2:11-13a)

Pictures below are taken from an evening hike with Emily at Poet's Walk on the Hudson River.