When our family moved to Texas in late August 2015, the landscape did not exactly win us over. The grass was faded from the summer heat, the trees looked tired, and the air felt heavy enough to wear. If it were possible to water plants with perspiration, we would have kept the whole neighborhood green.
A friend tried to help us see what we were missing. She spoke about bluebonnets with the kind of reverence usually reserved for holidays or long-held family traditions.
“Just wait,” she said. “In the spring, everything turns blue.”…