We herald the coming of spring with welcome arms and lifted hearts.
The crisp coldness of winter has passed, so to has the drab nothingness of January as described by C.S Lewis, that anti-climax after the festivities and over indulgencies of Christmas – “I’ve always found this a trying time of the year. The leaves not yet out, mud everywhere you go. Frosty mornings gone. Sunny mornings not yet come. Give me blizzards and frozen pipes, but not this nothing time, not this waiting room of the world.”
So I sit here on an uncharacteristically warm March morning with the sun upon my face. The first bees have awoken from their winter slumber. All around is a soft cacophony of birdsong. Finches and sparrows welcome the sun as I do and the collared doves declare their love in echoed coos amongst the tree tops. Banks of wild daffodils sway in the breeze and already the air is thick with the promise of summer.
When the world around us seems so unfathomably crazy at times, so endlessly hard and giddily fast…it’s days like this that remind us, of how lucky we are to live on this beautiful blue planet and just how magical life can actually be if we let it…
Sophie E Tallis - Author/Illustrator 
A beautiful tribute to a beautiful day. We don’t really have Spring here, and Winter never gets cold enough, long enough to be concerned with ‘coming out of it’. But there is no mistake when Summer is here, and it is fast approaching. Along with the heat and humidity, which often feelings like a sauna, comes the threat of intensely bad weather. Hurricane season…and this year may be a bumper crop, mild winters lead to violent summers……….;-)
Oh thank you Gretchen! We have four very distinct seasons in this country and Spring really is a joy to behold. My favourite thing is walking through a bluebell wood, with nothing but a carpet of indigo around your ankles and the sound of woodpeckers hammering out “hello’s” and warblers singing their sweet melodies. Just magical! 😀
Hurricane’s, eh? Oohh a little too explosive!
Hurricanes, yes…you should read “Ivan” if you haven’t, it is going in the AWB Anthology, my recollections from 2004. When I lived in Pennsylvania, we had four distinct seasons, too, but not in Florida. I miss the changes, but definitely not the bitter cold winters and snow. 😉
Lol! I know what you mean…I do love our seasons but the harsh winter we had last year, minus 25 in Scotland and minus 15 at my house! That…wasn’t great! 😛
No, at my age, the cold wreaks havoc with anything ‘movable’. 😉
A wonderfully evocative piece, Sophie.
Thank you, Kate! 😀
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It’s amazing what a little sunshine can do to lift our spirits, awaken our senses and inspire us…