Wouldn't you just love to be sitting on this bench right now with the spring sunshine warming the top of your head and the fragrance of spring flowers filling the air surrounding you? I know that I sure would!
Don't get me wrong...I like something about every season...the hot sun and smell of freshly cut grass with the birds singing in the summer...the crisp frosty mornings and bright foliage in the fall...sparkly white snow glistening on tree branches in the winter while I sit inside in my warm pajamas with a good book...but after all that...I am ready for the birth of a new year with the arrival of spring!
Someone posted photos today of the first crocus popping their pretty purple heads up out of the brown grass and I am reminded of a time when I was a young girl and my mom's crocus actually came barging their way out of the snow. I can still picture those purple blooms in sharp contrast against the white landscape.
While glancing through some photos on my phone from a couple of years ago I found some that I took while running an errand to Kentucky for a friend in mid-March. Driving along the Blue Grass Parkway where all of the red bud trees lined the highway was certainly a fantastic way to run a four hour errand!
I saw the first robin today as I walked out to take some treats to the animals and that reminded me of many a spring when these red breasted feathery creatures marked the end of winter as they plucked dried grass, leaves, and other items to build the nests where they will soon be laying their bright blue eggs.
The horse was galloping around the enclosure today with the goats tagging not too far behind. He is looking a little rough from the mud and the shedding of his winter coat but he wasn't quite so cantankerous today as he has been in past weeks. Hopefully very soon the deer will be coming out of the woods with their young ones to forage around along the fence row...even though they have a pesky habit of looking in my bedroom window bright and early on the weekends.
I hope each and every one of you wake up every spring morning and take the time to smell the fresh air filled with the fragrance of petals, clean air, and spring breezes...lift your face to the sun and let a little bit of its warmth fall upon your skin...and listen to the sound of birds singing their welcome song to a new year of beautiful and glorious seasons...
Don't get me wrong...I like something about every season...the hot sun and smell of freshly cut grass with the birds singing in the summer...the crisp frosty mornings and bright foliage in the fall...sparkly white snow glistening on tree branches in the winter while I sit inside in my warm pajamas with a good book...but after all that...I am ready for the birth of a new year with the arrival of spring!
Someone posted photos today of the first crocus popping their pretty purple heads up out of the brown grass and I am reminded of a time when I was a young girl and my mom's crocus actually came barging their way out of the snow. I can still picture those purple blooms in sharp contrast against the white landscape.
While glancing through some photos on my phone from a couple of years ago I found some that I took while running an errand to Kentucky for a friend in mid-March. Driving along the Blue Grass Parkway where all of the red bud trees lined the highway was certainly a fantastic way to run a four hour errand!
I saw the first robin today as I walked out to take some treats to the animals and that reminded me of many a spring when these red breasted feathery creatures marked the end of winter as they plucked dried grass, leaves, and other items to build the nests where they will soon be laying their bright blue eggs.
The horse was galloping around the enclosure today with the goats tagging not too far behind. He is looking a little rough from the mud and the shedding of his winter coat but he wasn't quite so cantankerous today as he has been in past weeks. Hopefully very soon the deer will be coming out of the woods with their young ones to forage around along the fence row...even though they have a pesky habit of looking in my bedroom window bright and early on the weekends.
I hope each and every one of you wake up every spring morning and take the time to smell the fresh air filled with the fragrance of petals, clean air, and spring breezes...lift your face to the sun and let a little bit of its warmth fall upon your skin...and listen to the sound of birds singing their welcome song to a new year of beautiful and glorious seasons...
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