Okay, I know it isn’t the first day of Spring, that was way back in March. It has been a dull, dreary, wet, few weeks though and not particularly warm.
Well, I looked out early this morning, and realized that Spring had most certainly arrived.
A few hours ago, I went out to revel in the glorious sunlight, took these photos and sat down to write…
That every day were the first of spring
All nature should take voice
For every soul would surely sing,
And the weary world rejoice
Winter, oft so harsh and long,
‘neath skies so bleakly grey
Holds natures meeker minions
Interminably at bay.
Spring would warm the shivering soil
Arouse the sleeping ewes
life reborn would embrace the morn
In technicolor hues