La fête du printemps – votre invitation

 Spring is Nature’s way of saying, “LET’S PARTY!!” –Robin Williams
Spring has always felt like hope to me. The warming temperatures, the lengthening days speak of possibility and new adventures. Back in my high school and college days, this was the time of year when I was most tempted to cut classes, and spend an afternoon lying on the grass somewhere and gazing up at the sky.

My garden knows it’s spring, even if our weather doesn’t.
I still look forward to the annual shift to daylight davings time, to coming home from work while it’s still light out, and being able to take a few moments to see what new delights my garden has offered up.

But spring weather can be fickle. Sunny and sweet one day, storming the next, with wind that strips the delicate blossoms and soft new growth. Spring is transitory, reminding us that time passes quickly and some beauty is fleeting and ephemeral; that we need to really take in this moment now and appreciate those pink plum blossoms, the new leaves, the song of birds.

Even though I’m now at a stage of life where possibilities no longer seem endless, where our routines continue mostly unchanged through the entire year and where I no longer have the option to cut classes and walk barefoot in the grass, Spring reminds me to stop, to notice, to appreciate. Spring reminds us that nature continues to party. And we always have an open invitation to join the fête.
Please stop by Splenderosa for a complete list of the Invitation Only April posts.

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12 Comments

  1. Since I will be moving to the desert southwest in a few months, I’m especially savoring the dogwoods, redbuds, and green filtered light in the woods here in Virginia. Spring this year started early and is in a long finish…love it, more than usual!

  2. Votre français va de mieux en mieux ma chère Pseu, suivez-vous des cours de français?

    Quel merveilleux jardin, merçi de partager avec vos lectrices.

    Orane

  3. Your spring blooms are very different from ours (lavender and roses mean June here, not April), but you’ve captured the same spirit of the season we experience . . . a sweet post, thanks!

  4. A lovely post, and I’m especially struck by one line: ” I’m now at a stage of life where possibilities no longer seem endless”. I’ve been struggling with this a lot lately. I’m at a new stage of my life; one more year till my youngest goes off to college, Mom passed away last year (she lived with us and I took care of her), and I’m mostly retired. So in theory, there is a whole new world of possibilities opening up ahead of me, but that’s tempered by the realization that there are a lot of things that I just will never do, or be. Trying to be realistic without giving up, accepting my limitations but not wanting to accept a “small” life. Also well aware that I’m very lucky to even have these choices, since many of the limitations are only in my mind, not in my circumstances.

  5. Being from Texas, I LOVE the yellow rose. This is the time when our state puts on its best show. The fields of Texas wildflowers are just breathtaking…makes me want to run in them! Loved the post!

  6. Although I commented on Lisa´s blog, that I am not a garden person, it does not mean, that I don´t like spring and the warmth of the summer. We have moderate temperatures over here, only seldom there is a long heat wave.
    But, for those suffering from depression ( not me this time ), spring is the most difficult season of the year. spring raises a peak in suicides, not autumn.
    But, yes a very long dirty spring does itch my nerves. All the dirt, the dust..