“Spring – An experience in immortality.”

When I woke up, the sun was bright and warm as it streamed through the front door. Now it plays tag with a few clouds, but I fear its battle will be lost. The clouds are getting more numerous and darker. The wind is fierce, howling at times, and even bending the biggest trees. Pink and white petals from my neighbor’s flowering trees are blowing in the wind and look like snow flurries. It’s 55Β°.

I noticed my lilac tree has flowers, deep purple flowers. I love their smell, but lilac flowers do a job on my allergies so I admire them from afar. The other day I was outside talking to my neighbors when a woman walked by us. She stopped long enough to say how beautiful my garden is. I thanked her, and she said, “No, thank you. I love walking by your house.”

The other day I watched a pair of amorous robins. They fluttered together from the ground to the top of the fence and back again. When one flew, the other followed. I was standing on the deck being as quiet as possible as one of the robins took a bath while the other perched on a nearby branch. When the first was done, the second took its bath then they flew off together and kept going. A squirrel is building a nest between branches close to the deck. I watched it climbing and jumping from branch to branch with leaves in its mouth. I followed with my eyes until I saw my nest. The squirrel disappeared inside. Spring is the season of romance.

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6 Comments on ““Spring – An experience in immortality.””

  1. Hedley Says:

    Taxi Driver…get a GOOD Taxi and Driver…how many times has the end of the Amazing Race been decided by picking the wrong combo ?

    • katry Says:

      My Dear Hedley,
      How very true that is including last might and Mallory and her Dad. I sometimes understand in foreign countries but in Miami?

  2. olof1 Says:

    75,5F and sunny all day here πŸ™‚ It should be forbidden to work days like this in spring πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

    The lilacs in the village I work has already started to smell even if they arenΒ΄t open yet. Here where I live the buds still are very tiny.

    I fetched my car at the garage after work and it seems several cables had melted together because a heat shield was gone πŸ™‚ So nothing electrical worked as it should πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

    Have a great day now!

    • katry Says:

      Rained all afternoon here.

      How weird about your car. I have never heard about that happening to anyone. Your luck is really all that great!

  3. Zoey & Me Says:

    You really get going when spring arrives at the Cape up there. That’s wonderful to read how everything is in bloom. We have a run of nasty snapping turtles crawling through our acreage to get to what I think their destination would be Mudd Lake, a mile up the road. None of our neighbors can figure where they came from all of a sudden. But the feral cat family stays hidden..

    • katry Says:

      After a cold, snowy winter, the coming of spring is like a miracle. We keep watch for the first crocus and daffodil shoots, and then spread the word.

      I hope the winter was kind to the feral cats.

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