Spring, Summer, Fall and Winter… four seasons of vanishing or leading lines
Tag: Spring
Slow and Steady
We’ve had DAYS of rain! Some of it has been harsh, but mostly it’s been slow and steady – the kind of rain that gives birth to new Spring growth. The grass and trees are no doubt the greenest green they will be for the rest of the year.
The rain has also produced an environment conducive to snails apparently, as I have seen a prolific number of them lately. Like a gentle rain, slow and steady describes a determined snail perfectly. I noticed this particular little guy yesterday as he started his journey from one side of the trail where I walked to the other.
When he first felt my presence, he receded into his shell, wary of the danger I might pose. He eventually sensed I meant him no harm and even let me photograph his trek across the pavement. I watched him for about 20 minutes, protecting him from certain death at the hands—I mean feet—of oblivious joggers who passed him by; so distracted were they by their headsets that surely they wouldn’t notice nature, let alone enjoy it.
I am grateful to have witnessed the triumphant progress of this strange little creature who carried his house on his back and moved at… wait for it… a snail’s pace!
The Eve of Spring
On the eve of Spring,
the earth is a dirty place!
A rowdy Fall seems to have
flung things here and there
and Winter stubbornly refused
to pick them up.
The result is a sad chaos
of decaying leaves, abandoned nests
and an impressive assortment of litter
from some drunken teenage party.
Twigs and broken branches
are strewn like tiny corpses
on the ground.
Emerging from the dead,
Spring instinctively will come
bringing with it
an elixir of cleansing rain.
Following the purge,
rejuvenation is conceived.
Every long-forgotten seed
soon starts to grow, and the
landscape will change
before our eyes.
But for now, trees bend
like little old men,
crippled by harsh winds
and the burden of snow.
From their stooped position,
they lift their weathered faces
toward the sun – as we all do,
on the eve of Spring.
Winter Wonderland
Hello… Spring? This is Winter. Are you ever coming back???
Photo taken with cell phone
Shifting Seasons – a poem
It’s the middle of a long hot summer where I live, but I have the changing seasons to look forward too! In a few months my morning walks will be gold instead of green.
SHIFTING SEASONS
Roses are drooping
Petals are falling
Ground is scorched by
the heat of the sun
Moon is waning
Stars are hiding
Eeriness conquers
the dark velvet skies
Summer is folding
Autumn is calling
Crisp, pretty leaves
now crunch at my feet
Storm is brewing
Cold is looming
Icy winds bite at
the innocent breeze
Color is fading
Nothing is growing
Dreary days plague us
as winter sets in
Air is warming
Snow is melting
Clouds weep with joy
for hope has returned
Green is bursting
Birds are chirping
Spring has arrived
all’s right with the world!
Weekly Photo Challenge: Awakening
The garden awakens! Not much is as lovely as the colors of Spring!
Spring Green
It happens every year! Mother Nature snaps her magic fingers and proclaims “It’s Spring”! And just like that – green returns to the world. Brown takes a back seat ’til fall.
