Tag Archive | Spring

A Little Family

thA family has moved into the house in my back yard:
Mr. and Mrs. are setting up housekeeping.
Sometimes, I’m sure they’re arguing!
Before long, there will be kids:
Little wren chicks.
They’ll stay until they can fly; then the whole family will move away.

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Spring Fever

spring_fever___feel_the_nature_by_manu34-d65zebwIt 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.

Happy planting, all.

SPRING GARDEN

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A spring garden is full of surprises:  It seems like nothing is alive there; then blossoms open overnight.  The frozen, sleeping ground softens and wakes up; mud gives way to young, green shoots.

Birds return with happy songs, building their nests and laying eggs.  Soon they’ll be looking for yummy treats to feed their babies; then, they’ll teach them to fly.

Spring’s fragrance is unique and pungent:  A mixture of warming earth, rain-washed air, new grass and blossoms.  So different from the cold smell of winter.

Oh, the thrill of new life, it’s promise, unrealized dreams and possibilities!  May all that is birthed in this young season grow to maturity and fruition.

MARCH IS AT THE DOOR

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The wind may blow;
It might snow some more,
But it doesn’t matter:
March is at the door.

Flowers blossom;
The warmth we adore;
Wake up and be happy:
March is at the door.

Days grow longer;
There’s plenty in store
For Spring and then summer;
March is at the door!

HERALDS OF SPRING

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Just when you think you’ve had enough;
The cold gets you down;
Trudging through snow seems so rough,
Out come lovely heralds of Spring:
Some of them blooming
While others start to sing.

Just about the time you give in
To endless Winter,
All around you will begin
To awaken and give new birth
So is the cycle
Of life on Mother Earth.