It’s Spring here in the Pacific Northwest. It’s chilly and damp with rain and even a
little hail today, but it’s Spring.
In the last couple of weeks I have seen: snowdrops, crocus,
camellias, violets. Forsythia, star
magnolia, azaleas, hellebores. This week
the cherry trees and ornamental plums have burst into bloom. And, yes, daffodils. Pussy willows are fuzzy and the catkins are
hanging on the alders. New green foliage
is unfolding.
Last Friday I stepped outside in the early morning and the
air was rich with the scent of the sea.
A sure sign that warmer (and wetter, for us) days are nigh.
I haven’t posted about it because I didn’t want to rub it
in. I know that you all have been
suffering through this interminable winter.
But, I saw Washington, DC on the tv last night and there were cherry
trees in bloom. And I thought, yes. Spring is coming. Even to the mid-Atlantic. Can New York, Massachusetts, Chicago and the
prairie be far behind?
Hold on! If it’s not
there yet, it’s coming!
4 comments:
It sounds pretty there. Will be some time before there is pretty (in the form of flowers and the like) here, I fear.
Enjoy your pretty. :-)
It is green here too. Oh wait, that is just me - green with jealously as I look out at my snow covered yard.
Still, I am reading your beautiful description and picturing myself tiptoeing through the tulips . . .
. . .with hard solid abs : )
Sigh...I had to scrape snow from my car yesterday morning...again...
I keep clinging to the thought that: s) despite attempts by the Koch brothers, the earth is indeed turning the northern hemisphere back towards the sun and b) I will - without a doubt - find myself bitching about the heat and the humidity in 90 days or so.
As I am headed there as soon as I can, I am perfectly happy to hear reports of what NEXT winter will hold for me. ;) And next spring.
I keep waiting for that invincible summer in the midst of winter thing. Oh Albert Camus. You promised. ;)
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