The woods’ shadows welcomed them along the cool path between the trees. Branches arched up overhead to form a skeletal canopy—it would be full and green soon, but now it was only a promise of what was to come. The forest floor likewise remained dry and crunchy, waiting for the full advent of spring to soften it with rains and new growth.
23rd of March, it should be green already, unless it happens much slower up there due to a much lower temperature average.
