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The forest floor, May 13, 2014 |
According to Lucy Maud Montgomery (through
Emily of New Moon's teacher Mr. Carpenter), "spring has been responsible for more trash than anything else in the universe of God." While this is undoubtedly true, I am really quite unwilling to resist its pull.
And why should I? It brings such joy.
To go from this . . .
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March 18, 2014 |
To this . . .
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April 7, 2014 |
Then this . . .
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April 11, 2014
Thaw and melt - and the first hints of green on the ground. |
Then, at last, the first hints of green:
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May 5, 2014 |
To this . . . the forest looking as if it had been sprinkled by a yellow-green fairy wand . . .
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May 11, 2014 |
Until, suddenly it seems, the forest has just exploded in green.
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May 13, 2014 |
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May 13, 2014 |
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May 13, 2014 |
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May 13, 2014 |
To continue with the L.M. Montgomery theme,
“I couldn't live where there were no trees--something vital in me would starve.”
― L.M. Montgomery, Anne's House of Dreams
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May 13, 2014
These are trillium, Ontario's provincial flower. |
And, in our own front yard . . .
All this in just a few short weeks -- it's magical. Seriously, how could one be anything other than inspired?
I'm sure there's a primitive portion of my brain that associates the colour green with health and happiness, relief from the risk of winter starvation and freezing. The promise of food and warmth.
So forgive me if I wax a little rhapsodical and add my cheesy "trash" to the pile of spring-inspired flotsam. I'll just be over here smiling blissfully.
I love this series of photos. It gives me hope we'll get there eventually!
ReplyDeleteWait till you see Monday's pictures of the Tulip Festival. Got some really wonderful shots!
DeleteI LOVE your "trash". I got violets and triliums coming up in my garden and maple leaves on my trees finally. And the whole world absolutely seems happier and healthier because of it.
ReplyDeleteNo trillium in our garden yet, but lots of other stuff on its way. Glad you love my trash!
DeleteThat is such a hopeful group of pics. I love it.
ReplyDeleteSpring is the one great benefit of living somewhere where winters are long and bitterly cold.
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