Til then, I hope this brightens your day, along with a poem about spring that I found. It captures that brief moment when spring can still be chilly (like this morning, in fact), but you know the sun will soon warm up the earth and every living thing:
"Very Early Spring" by Katherine Mansifield
The field are snowbound no longer;
There are little blue lakes and flags of tenderest green.
The snow has been caught up into the sky--
So many white clouds--and the blue of the sky is cold.
Now the sun walks in the forest,
He touches the bows and stems with his golden fingers;
They shiver, and wake from slumber.
Over the barren branches he shakes his yellow curls.
Yet is the forest full of the sound of tears...
A wind dances over the fields.
Shrill and clear the sound of her waking laughter,
Yet the little blue lakes tremble
And the flags of tenderest green bend and shiver.
3 comments:
Lovely picture!
I'm terribly envious. I live in Boston and the rains returned yesterday and appear not to be letting up. Pretty soon, I might head to the library to take out a book on how to build an ark.
Bos Guy, spring will hit your way soon! Although our weekend was beautiful, it's already turned cold again. Spring is such a tease.
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