We’ve been eagerly awaiting spring and it’s coming soon to your neighborhood and mine. I’m talking about spring. It may shock some, but it is not my favorite season. The joy in seeing spring, for me, is winter’s end.
Earliest Spring
Lead-gray sky above,
Thick clouds sent from the west lake,
Earth is cold and damp.
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Autumn–that is my favorite season. I love the colors. Spring is dirty snow, mud, yard work and weather that is undependable. Although the snowdrops popped up today and I was happy to see them!
Autumn is my favorite too. I love the cool air, warm earth, and the smells and satisfaction of the harvest. Our snowdrops grow in a shaded place and tend to bloom much later than yours.
The month you have captured in your poem does not even count as spring. It is the end of winter. I’m awaiting the good parts.
You may not count that as spring, but that’s the way it frequently begins. Fortunately it develops, blossoms and blooms in full glory. First day of spring this Friday. (New moon too)
I like Spring. It’s nice to actually catch glimpses of the sun again. 🙂
A sunny day is good for the soul. :yea: No doubt about that.