Fort Tryon Photos, Welcome Spring!

Sometime in early March I was certain that spring would never come. It was an endless winter full of chills and bitter winds along the river. I've never worn my fleece-lined spandex on runs so much since I lived in NH. Brr. But finally, I can't pinpoint the exact moment when it happened, but spring sprung. It tried to sneak up on us, but we were ready. I was ready with running shorts and non-wool socks and even some sunglasses, and of course my camera. I took a million shots that day, but here are a smattering of the best.