“Spring is sprung, the grass is riz, I wonder where the flowers is,” or as a professor put it once, “Spring is when the iron in your blood turns to lead in your bottom.” It’s springtime here early though it is. Blooms are everywhere. The Bradford pear tree is white with small blooms that before too long will cover the land below like snow. Crocus wave merrily to those driving past their yard while the forsythia bushes yellow in their spring time ritual. Pansies in their pots brighten the day with their yellow, white and purple faces dancing in the wind.
The grass is greening and the winter wheat arrows higher up each day. The sun brings warmth to the day yet the wind retains it winter chill. The hopefulness that marks each spring day washes away the doom and gloom of winter. Smiles come easier as lighter clothes are sought and bundling up is once again a thing of the past. A bit of heat here, an open door there marks the month of March while Fat Tuesday’s Mardi Gras brightly gaudy beads are tossed in abandon to the waiting crowds. Lent begins with the ashes of Wednesday and time pushes us toward April and its Easter celebration.
It’s ‘tween time, too early to get out and work on the yard or to hear the lawnmower. Yet, the mind wheels restlessly toward planting and weeding. New growth excites the soul and warms the heart. Even the drab brown winter coated trees lighten with budding green so faint that the eye has to study to see it. The birds fly lightly through the softer air and the hawk has returned to circle in the sky searching for a snack.
Fresh green beans snapped in pieces tossed in a pot with new potatoes and seasoning cook as dinner time nears. The time springs forward giving an elongated evening to enjoy and, theoretically, more daylight. The sun still sets and rises again to delight us with another day.
Spring has sprung. We open our arms in welcome dancing with the wind glorying in the beauty of this time of rebirth. We’ll enjoy planting new flowers and the tomatoes that will feed us through the summer providing seeds to save for planting near the end of next winter. From one birth, we plan the next one; spring will do that to you.