“Spring has sprung, the grass is riz,
I wonder where the flowers is..
The bird is on the wing, Ain’t that absurd,
I always thought the wing was on the bird!”
My mother loved that poem, and recited it every Spring..but with with a New York accent. I always think of it and of her this time of year.
We have had some absolutely delightful weather the last few days. Hats and mittens are put away. Snow shovels are put away. Green shoots are emerging everywhere. It was a VERY long winter! But that is forgotten now as we begin to feel the warmth of the sun and to see life returning. A walk around the gardens reveals many surprises.
There is a lot of tidying to do. Winter has left its mark. But it is just lovely to see signs of life again.
And I can’t wait!!! Happy Spring everyone!