Early Spring. As if overnight, buds withholding pink blossom have ventured out to brave high winds, chilly and wet weather.
They are cautious as early Spring can range from freezing cold, to snow and conversely occasionally not so cold, affording time in a garden for a cup of tea a scone, butter, and clotted cream. Awfully English!
The hydrangeas have exhibited their first leaves; tiny, bright green, as have lilac trees. Crocuses, snowdrops, and daffodils add to Nature’s symphony of color.
As if Mother Nature is aware that sunshine and blooms combined release essential vitamins leaving behind short days and blessing us with a degree of sunlight and health-enhancing optimism and positivity.
People smile when the sky is blue. Spring flowers greet walkers with glee. Folk are noticeably friendlier and engaging, exchanging descriptions and feelings of surrounding hills, rivers, woodland, and downs as they are elevated to a level of consciousness serene.
Next are the bluebells, covering woodland with adoring scenes of unique blueness, blessing onlookers with dreams come true. They grace the eyes until leaves on trees shade the ground, sunshine nutrients no more. For bluebells, it is a signal to sleep until next Spring when all await the glory they provide.
To be sure I could write about Springtime forever; the most enlightening of seasons. A sense of optimism in the air. Birds sing in a perpetually welcoming harmony, their symphonic music ever louder celebrating the most wonderful season of the year. Springtime. The Rebirth of Nature.
Dear Larry,
Thank you for your generous comment. Springtime is special because Nature has been asleep and its reawakening a celebration.
What a magical time of year. I wish I could transport myself when the bluebells arrive. They are such happy flowers. Thanks so much for sharing your enchanting world with all of us, Simon. 🙂
Dear Carol,
Such wonderful words. Thank you so much. I guess you do have bluebells in Spring – March – The are happy flowers. To share my enchanting world is a lovely compliment. You are everso welcome.
It is not quite spring or summer all year round in CA, but I notice a markedly less enthusiastic response to a sunny day – not only can we take it for granted much of the year; the years with the most sunny days means drought.
I wonder what that almost euphoria one can feel over spring after a long winter does to our spirits and brains? Does it strengthen our ability to feel hope? Are we looking with more open eyes towards the beauty and light when it has been gone in gray bleakness for so long?
Dear Charlotte,
A sunny day lifts the heart and when joined by Spring blooms; daffodils, bluebells and crocuses, they certainly fill one with euphoria. Springtime certainly lifts the spirit as the sun shines for longer and energizes the soul. Thank you Charlotte for your descriptive words. Much appreciated.
SIMON LEVER, As always capture the essence and beauty of the seasons.