Spring seems to be forgetting it's supposed to be winter in this corner of Southeast Alaska. While the lower 48 states are seeing blizzards and frigid temperatures, we're watching crocuses and rhubarb poke their heads up to take a look around. Of course these conditions make it hard for Karen and me to paint in our studios. So I thought I'd share some of Karen's efforts to document the season. Naturally, I've chosen images that, for residents of more southerly climes, look about as much like spring as flour tastes like sugar but, the sun made an appearance, the weather was warm, grasses were coming up around Karen's feet as she composed her images and there was a spring in her steps.