Friday, March 18, 2016

Friday Ramble - Summoning Spring

She waits for temperatures to rise, for the deep snow in her garden to melt and reveal the rich dark earth of her sanctuary.  She waits for sunlight to warm the quiet outdoor alcoves where snowdrops, hyacinths, daffodils, crocus and tulips make their homes, waiting patiently to rise and bloom in all the colors of the rainbow.

She waits for the great geese to come home and fill the northern skies with their songs of returning.  She waits for the eastern Ontario highlands to thaw, delicate wildflowers carpeting the woodlands and old hills wherever she walks.

On a cold morning in late March, she  can wait no longer and goes off to a local nursery, returning home a few hours later with wicker baskets of blooming hyacinths in pink and blue and purple.

From their place in a sunny south facing window, the blooms fill the little blue house with their vibrant hues and heady perfume.   If only she could share their sumptuous fragrance with you this morning.


Barbara Rogers said...

I'm imagining the scents with nice deep breaths, soothing.

Kameshwari said...

It feels as if these jeweled blooms are being shared here, this morning.

My Journey To Mindfulness said...

I know
the scent
is wonderful

The Furry Gnome said...

I can almost smell them from here!

sarah said...

So beautifully written.