Random images from two countries, two seasons, and one Instagram account…
Flowers on Valentine’s Day are utterly expected and still completely charming.
Early in February, I escaped to the Dominican Republic. Not one of my ocean shots had a straight horizon. (Probably because I was swooning.)
If you ever wake up from a little snooze, look up and this is your view, be happy. 
I visited a rather muscular, mid 20th Century cathedral known as Basílica Catedral Nuestra Señora de la Altagracia. Not shown, thousands of people at worship and just socializing and hanging out on a rainy Sunday. There were food trucks. And everybody dressed up for church.
I also met an iguana named Jennifer Lopez. 
Back in Portland, spring has been elusive. It’s been raining. A lot. Nothing for it but to venture out anyway. 
At last, though, late March has given us a hint that the sun does still exist and there is hope for color and warmth again soon.
Hello yellow. We’ve missed you.
For more sunshine-drunk photos of flowers,
including (soon) my second trip to the
Wooden Shoe Tulip Festival, follow me on Instagram.