Spring is slow in coming to my region this year. Ice is still visible and predominant in the lakes. Snow stands in the shadows in the deep, cool heart of our woods, beneath cedar boughs and fallen trees. Nights are cold, but the mornings are fresh with birdsong and the wind smells like spring. All through the cool afternoons, spring peepers fill the air with a wild chorus that welcomes the season.
My sons have been building woodland shelters, while robins make their tidy nests. I have been pulling the remnants of last year's garden, pausing to listen while a Tom Turkey raucously calls for a mate. The soil is too cold for planting as of yet, but just right for earthworms to revel in.
Daffodils are slow in rising this year, but some precocious yellow pansies at the end of one garden row are blooming brilliantly. Love those cheery little faces. Love their eagerness to bloom despite the weather.
Where ever you are, whatever the weather, I wish you joy and an eagerness to bloom.
photo by Aisling, over-wintered parsnips April 2014
6 comments:
So good to see your comment this morning. Have missed you and good intentions never happened of writing you :(
Last days with my son are special
and he is taking time to take me to big city for special items.
It has been a busy month the this one but the beauty surrounding me in nature
I can hardly describe.
Take care and know you are thought of very fondly...
Our spring is well underway and probably will be over in a week! then I will be complaining about the hot weather!
Nice to see some green. I have planted a few things, including parsnips.
Beautiful writing, Aisling!
Thank you all for visiting. I appreciate the comments and have loved catching up on each of your blogs! Will write again when I am able. Thank you for continuing to read my infrequent posts!
Happy Springtime, Aisling! It has been a slow warm-up here in PA, too!
Lovely to *see* you! xoxo
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