I know spring is on its way when my Crocuses and Daffodils
peek up from the frozen ground and push their strong, fresh stems higher. That
bit of green delights me, and sends me into a flurry of activity. The list of
things to do grows daily, as I merrily dive into touch-up painting, and outside
cleaning and organizing. I know that
when spring is over and summer settles, it will be too hot to accomplish some
tasks, so this is the time to hustle! I’m thrilled to discover a ladybug (early
March – in Idaho?) and watch for the
return of the Robin, his sweet music missed all through the winter. Even though
the sun is still a little cold, and frost covers the sleeping grass in the
early morning, the temperature gradually climbs and promises a green future. The
vista of dancing clouds on the horizon spread their designs in glorious panoramas
of beauty, dazzled with gold and bright pink sunsets. Seasons exchange their circadian
images, a sight that thrills, embraces, and comforts the senses. Every day,
surprises await the watcher, and ambush, with glee, the wits of all. Spring isn’t truly here until the sweet trill
of the meadowlarks’ crystalline call sails with the breezes, announcing the new
sun in the morning, and the gathering dusk of twilight’s descent. These are marvelous
things that we can depend on – every day, every year, and each moment in
between. Embrace the world around you and join in the celebration of spring.
©Linda Gatewood 2016
