Last Spring in Tolland
There’s just this something about going home. My routine is always the same when I arrive: I walk around the yard, examine the blueberry bushes and grape vines, discover the new flower varieties in my mom's many gardens, and I like to sit on this one particular rock that is placed in the middle of what was once my dad’s vegetable garden. When I’m there, I reminisce and reflect on years gone by.
This past spring when I arrived home I grabbed my camera and headed out to capture my hometown's nature at its finest. What follows is what my eyes fell upon—just a little something to cure your winter blues: