Spring whispers promises and I wait through rain showers, in welcome warming sunshine, past misty mornings, and cool musical evenings. I watch buds on trees pop open and show new leaves and flowers.
I watch the sprouts rise to reveal the first wonderful colors with hyacinths, crocuses, daffodils, and tulips in the flowerbeds and Indian paintbrushes, and clover blooming afield.
Soon the whisper will be a shout and I will do some joy shouting of my own. Welcome Springtime! Come on!
We are ready and we are listening for the voices of treefrogs singing, children’s laughter as they run and play in the new grass, bumblebees humming above the clover, scissortails chattering as they balance on telephone wires, geese in flight overhead heading south in great “V’s”.
Spring whispers promises of warmth, sunlight, flowers, fresh air, longer days, fresh vegetables, new life and new possiblities for us all.