It may not seem as exciting to those of you who live in more moderate climates, but the first discovery of leaves every year is worthy of celebration. They never come in trickles either. One day there are little buds and the next everything is a full leafy green.
Leaves are very defining of the seasons in Halifax. Just as their changing colours signify fall, their bright bloom broadcasts that spring is here and snow is a distant memory.
There is a downside. When the trees are bare, it is very easy to spot Shiva running through the forest. The leaves make it nearly impossible to spot her only metres away.
They also make it hard to see approaching people and their dogs, which gives me very little time to prepare myself and Shiva. Walking her off-leash in the late spring and summer always feels just a little dangerous as a result.
Living on the edge, that’s me.
It’s hard to complain too much, though. Despite the added challenge, I’d take lovely green over barren brown any day of the week.