Birches are so common here – tenacious survivors as they are – so it is easy to forget how elegant they are.
Tall and sleek with their white and silver shimmering bark, flecked with black and grey. When the leaves are breaking from their buds they are called mouse-ears here.
They really look like tiny, soft mouse ears. These were shot during a walk today when I got reminded of their beauty. I’ve said it before, but I say it again: May is here. Everything is coming alive.
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