Spring is my favorite time of year. Everything in the natural world comes back to life, joyously announcing its rebirth through bright colors, fragrant scents, and the cheerful chirping of birds and singing frogs that welcome an end to cold weather. Spring brings with it a hope for the future that inspires us to remember that nothing lasts forever: not the cold weather, not the dark days, not even our own pain and suffering. Spring is, indeed, a special time of year. Take the time to appreciate the beauty around you. Take the time to stop and smell the blossoms. Take the time to sit and listen to the sounds that welcome spring. You may just find that these pauses in your day are enough to recharge your batteries and bring you that extra boost in energy you need.
It’s spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you’ve got it, you want —oh, you don’t quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so!
No matter how long the winter, spring is sure to follow. ~Proverb
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
You come to fetch me from my work to-night
When supper’s on the table, and we’ll see
If I can leave off burying the white
Soft petals fallen from the apple tree.
(Soft petals, yes, but not so barren quite,
Mingled with these, smooth bean and wrinkled pea;)
And go along with you ere you lose sight
Of what you came for and become like me,
Slave to a springtime passion for the earth.
How Love burns through the Putting in the Seed
On through the watching for that early birth
When, just as the soil tarnishes with weed,
The sturdy seedling with arched body comes
Shouldering its way and shedding the earth crumbs.