Spring has finally—and abruptly—arrived here in Minnesota. On Friday, there was still snow on my little garden plot of perennials. On Saturday, it had melted enough that I could rake away the remaining leaves from last autumn. Two days later, my crocuses bloomed.
Spring drew on: she was indeed already come; the frosts of winter had ceased; its snows were melted…and a greenness grew over those brown beds, which, freshening daily, suggested the thought that Hope traversed them at night, and left each morning brighter traces of her steps. Flowers peeped out amongst the leaves; snow-drops [and] crocuses…”
―Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre
Sadly, our springs here in the north are often far too brief, and we seem to go from winter to summer in a matter of days. True to form, we’re expecting temperatures in the mid-80s later this week. So, during this short span of spring-like weather, I want to relish every moment. Today I went for a long walk and we opened the windows so our cats could enjoy the outside smells after a frigid winter.
Apparently, I am not the only author who romanticizes spring:
The day was uncommonly lovely. It was really March; but it was April in its mild air, brisk soft wind, and bright sun, occasionally clouded for a minute; and every thing looked so beautiful under the influence of such a sky…”
—Jane Austen, Mansfield Park
‘Is the Spring coming?’ he said. ‘What’s it like?’…’It is the sun shining on the rain and the rain falling on the sunshine, and things pushing up and working under the Earth.’”
—Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Secret Garden
That is one good thing about this world…there are always sure to be more springs.”
—L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Avonlea
What is the weather like where you live? Is spring a favorite season with you, too?
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Spring is my favourite season, as it is the season of hope : new life, new growth, an opportunity for a fresh start. : )
When it’s spring, I’m just sure that’s my favorite season…until fall, and then I’m sure THAT’S my favorite. 🙂
It’s nearly summer down here in Florida, but I still have plants that are still just “waking” up after a dormant winter. Best of all, I have a playpen full of baby chicks, and their peeping says “spring” to me!
Yes! I LOVE springtime. I plan to spend a lot of time this season writing on my back deck. 🙂