It got up to 52 degrees F today. I seriously considered going out to do some yard work. If this were mid October or so and it reached the same mark on the thermometer, I would say it’s too cold to work outside. The difference? Spring fever. True, 52 is warm, compared to say 21. It’s also quite chilly after being bathed in 90+ degree heat. But there’s more to spring fever than the change in weather.
There’s this urge to dig into the warming soil and inhale that wonderful smell. Then, there are the fragrances of spring: Blossoms of all sorts, freshly mowed lawns and rain washed air. All of this is intensified by the desire to plant seeds and starts; then nurture them until they produce delicious yummies…or beautiful flowers.
The only cure for spring fever is to get outside. Warm sun, fresh air, some hard work and accomplishment will surely bring improvement to the most avid gardener.
Crisp air mixed with sunshine in the morning.
The first bird songs of Spring.
Crocus in full bloom, surrounded by snow.
Beautiful music that stirs your soul.
A baby’s exuberant laugh.
The sound of a brook or rushing river.
A hot meal at the end of a busy day.
A tall glass of water.
Really good chocolate or wine.
A hot bath that soothes aches and pains.
The cozy feel of lying in bed, just before coming fully awake.
The sound of wind and rain outside, while you snuggle in the blankets.
These are some of the pleasures that bring refreshment; do feel free to share others.
Apricots, pineapple, pectin, sugar…
A summer afternoon, not too hot, with a nice breeze;
Favorite music or sounds drifting in through open windows;
Fourteen little jars full of sunshine now sit on the stove.
Soon they will sit on the shelf with others,
Made from cherries, raspberries and pure enjoyment,
Ready to greet and cheer on a cold winter morning;
Comforting pleasure mixes with butter on crisp toast.