A couple of weeks ago I was preparing a spring pictorial post based on my strolls through the neighborhood. Suddenly winter came screaming back like a lover scorned, taking the wind out of my sails and lashing it against my face with its cold rain. As I wrapped my scarf around my neck against the renewed chill, I was feeling more than a little demoralized.
Today there’s still a chill in the air but the sun is out and it cheers me. I heard from a friend in the Blue Ridge that there are four inches of snow and it’s still snowing in the NC mountains. I’ve decided it’s the perfect day to publish spring photos. At the top of the page and to the right are shots of my Bradford pear tree. The pear trees are among the first to blossom every year. They are everywhere in my city and even though I don’t like the smell of the flowers, I love the sight of them.
It’s daffodil time, so the robins all cry, For the sun’s a big daffodil up in the sky… ~ Clinton Scollard
I suppose the least appealing aspect of spring is the greening of my lawn weeds. Some of you may remember that I don’t really have grass in my yard, I have mostly weeds. Sometimes the weeds bloom. If you look closely you may be able to see tiny yellow flowers. This means, of course, that I will soon have to mow. It also means that those obnoxious, pushy lawn company employees will start trying to get me to sign a contract allowing them to put all manner of chemicals on my space. I’m not biting.
As for rosemary, I let it run all over my garden walls, not only because my bees love it but because it is the herb sacred to remembrance and to friendship... ~ Sir Thomas More
Rosemary is used as a decorative plant in gardens and has many culinary and medical uses. The plant is said to improve the memory. The leaves are used to flavor various foods…Wikipedia Simon and Garfunkel sang about it.
Easter comes early this spring. I have my welcome banner out for the grandchildren (and their parents, of course) who will grace my home with their presence Sunday afternoon. We always have a grand time eating, hunting for eggs, and bartering with a cousin or a sibling for one more of those yummy caramel eggs.
To all my friends who celebrate Easter, I wish you joy and love and peace.
To all my friends who don’t celebrate Easter, I wish you joy and love and peace.
Awake, thou wintry earth– Fling off thy sadness! Fair vernal flowers, laugh forth Your ancient gladness! ~ Thomas Blackburn