It’s funny how, descending into winter, a temperature of 40 degrees at the beginning of November is dismally depressing…but 40 degrees on the 9th of March, after a long brutal siege of snow + ice + many subzeros is joyous and liberating and uplifting. Guess it’s always more fun seeing daylight at the end of the tunnel, than dark at the beginning. Anyway, here’s a summer shot from the Harriet Rose Garden in Minneapolis, from a garden book  I did photos for a few years ago. Summer is coming!