New life. There's always a bit of the miraculous about it, whether it be human, plant, or animal. For the nature-lover who lives in a land that is winter-bound several months each year, few things are more exciting than the first tiny outbursts of spring growth.
Some look like exotic green flowers:
Or miniature totems bearing pom-poms:
Or wee heads of lettuce dotted along a twig:
Some are upstanding, airy and delicate:
And some, sturdy and outthrust like this oak-bud cluster, scion of a gnarled tree:
Some are fanciful, with dancing dangles:
And some are simple, pure and sweet:
Some look like tiny beads, whether against the sky...
...or in the palm of a hand:
Some are fuzzy and fresh-green:
And some are positively bridal in their beauty:
Even last year's dried wild cucumber vines look good with a thoughtful bird perched atop:
("When are these things going to turn green?" he wonders.)
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Of course, for some of us, all this rising sap and burgeoning growth means lots of sneezing and watery eyes. But I think it's worth it.
What's your favourite part of spring?
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