Wednesday, February 17, 2016

Mostly Wordless Wednesday



Our winter has been unusually mild, so it was not so many days ago I found myself still yearning for a few cozy snow days -- we've been in short supply of those so far this year.

Yet, even as we see a noticeable difference with daylight peeking over the horizon earlier each morning and staying longer each afternoon, something in my psyche has shifted too.

I'm not weary of winter so much as feeling this gentle stirring, a growing anticipation, to feel the brush of Spring air on my cheeks. To smell the earthy fragrance of soil thawing in the sunshine. To catch wild glimpses of Spring's bold blossoms in garden nooks and woodsy spots.




It will be a while before we sight anything abloom in these little corners of our world, so I am sharing photos I took a few years ago as my way to satisfy the growing longing for Spring's sweet gifts.



The first day of spring is one thing, and the first spring day is another.
The difference between them is sometimes as great as a month.
~ Henry van Dyke



Wishing you the loveliest of days,
Brenda






8 comments:

  1. There is something refreshing about green and color!

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  2. How pretty. Our azaleas are blooming like crazy here in Florida. Hugs!

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  3. It is lovely to see your flowers! Some crocuses are coming up in my new garden!x

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  4. These are so pretty Brenda. We don't see much until April ... maybe some snowdrops in March? That's a great saying for the first of spring :)
    Wendy

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  5. Yes, you have put my own thoughts into words. Not winter weary as much as simply anticipating sweet spring!

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  6. It is so wonderful to see the lengthening days isn't it! xx

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  7. we just had our first spring day folllowed by wind and rain...but it's in the air!

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  8. Spring seems to come and go. Your beautifully colored photos are what I love best about spring - the fresh greens and those bright blue blossoms.

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