For winter's rains and ruins are over,
And all the seas of snow and sins;
The days of dividing lover and lover,
The light that loses, the night that wins;
And time remembered is grief forgotten,
And frosts are slain and flowers begotten,
And in green underwood and cover
Blossom by blossom the spring begins.
Algernon Charles Swinburne (1837-1909)
Perhaps the best part about spring is renewal, the hope, the joy of birth and new dreams. I was driving to work the other morning, and I was struck by the soft light washing over the landscape. Everything is so fresh! Overnight the trees are brushed with soft tints of new growth. My own garden is painted in pastel watercolors, ephemeral shades that will be replaced with deeper, bolder colors later in the season.
Here are some images taken around the front garden, March 2012:
May every day open to you fresh and filled with new expectations. Happy gardening! Deborah