Redbuds here?

We head to North Carolina next week to enjoy the splendid springtime where exotic plants and trees overwhelm us with their beauty.  Redbuds, dogwood, azaleas, to name a few.  We live, here in Colorado, amid constant threats and the reality of untimely frosts, near drought climate, and snow that laughs at our attempts to make beauty.

But once in a blue moon we get a taste, or perhaps more accurately, a glimpse of verdant pastures green.  I give you two pictures (and this is new photo software so I have no idea how these are going to look).  The first photo is of a flowering tree, ever present, tough and faithful; the other is a fair-weather friend that I have seen only twice (and the second time was just this week) in our almost 50 years of living in this close-to-mountain community.  This last friend is so delicate, even ethereal, that he (she) photographs less than perfectly, or else I didn't camp out long enough to get a good picture.  Here goes, anyway. Julie