SO MANY SPRINGS

As we stand on the brink of summer, I find myself looking back at the spring season, my favourite. Rejuvenating spring energy bursts forth every year, both in Nature and in ourselves, don’t you find? Here in my neighbourhood, spring has been slow, cold and dry. Excellent conditions for a leisurely-paced arrival of spring bulbs and ephemerals, not to mention the Ottawa Tulip Festival. Not to mention my own energy, which this year returned quietly and steadily, after a very long winter.
True to form, spring sped up this past week, bringing temps of 30C+ and causing many plants to also hurry their way through the flowering stage. I am determined to stay with my quiet, steady pace, enjoying the turnover in the garden from daffodils to tulips and alliums, and now peonies, irises and Amsonia (Blue Star.) How about you? Have you tuned in to the pace of Nature, taking some cues from her and stepping up the pace a little lately? Or are you trying to keep to something a little slower?
Here’s a poem to encourage us to do just that.
WE ONLY HAVE SO MANY SPRINGS
Savour sunlight slowly warming
favour raindrops over snowflakes
count the queen bees’ sleepy bumbles
mount a bike.
Breathe in hyacinths sweet as popsicles
weave a dandelion necklace
Find your flip-flop, hopscotch frame of
mind.
May you find joy in each season!
Lee Ann





