Who doesnít feel lighter on his feet, now that weíve exiled our winter clothes till next
year? Who doesnít march to a faster beat in tune with the chirping of the birds? Who doesnít
feel like singing with joy to the arrival of earthís rebirth? Yes, itís Spring, and each of
us has a unique reason for celebrating the season.
I love all the seasons, but Spring used to be in last place on my list. Now, though,
perhaps after a 35-year absence from this climate, Iíve learned to anticipate and appreciate
again what Spring brings.
Gone are the grey branches, brown fields, and straw-colored grasses of Winter. Gone are
the artic blasts that rocked our house down to its very foundation. Gone are the frigid
temperatures that kept us house-bound like Eskimos in a blizzard.
In their stead is the explosion of all things white, pink, purple, green, yellow, red,
and blue. Now I can put in my red geraniums, purple coleus, yellow zinnias, pink and white
impatiens; I wonít mind getting the rich soil under my fingernails. Now the trees sport
green again. A sweet, fragrant breeze from far away places wafts through wide-open windows;
billowing curtains sway to and fro. Now, all over the Roanoke Valley, I see redbuds
bursting, pink and white dogwoods erupting, and forsythia sprouting.
Spring is as much a spiritual rebirth as an environmental one. I have more energy; I
laugh more; I accomplish more; I socialize more- hibernation is over. I think of picnics on
the New River, of fly-fishing on the Jackson River, of getting in my car and driving north
or south on the Blue Ridge Parkway to explore some place new, of hiking up and down mountain
trails, my heart pounding in my chest.
I want to feel the sun on my face and the wind at my back; I want to volunteer my time
for a worthy cause; I want to make lemonade from scratch and not worry about how much sugar
is too much; I want to make a new quilt entirely by hand; I want to sew a peasant blouse and
skirt and go barefoot.
Is there anyone who doesnít welcome Spring? I think not.
© By Nancy (firstname.lastname@example.org)