Thursday, April 7, 2011

Spring Morning

It's one of those mornings: cloudy, windy, heavy. Through the waving grass and knocking branches, bird songs come, carried on the wind. Moss creeps down stone steps. Hydrangeas, awake after their long sleep, yawn and stretch out leaves. Herbs sway. And in the strawberry patch, the first berry ripens- a perfect, storybook kind of berry, almost too perfect to be real.

Welcome, spring. It's good to see you at last.

6 comments:

Rebecca said...

Oh, I do love spring. I'm so glad she is finally here. We're having a lovely spring day in Georgia, Brin. Sunny, warm, 75 degrees.

lyn. said...

Reminds me of The Little Mouse, the Red Ripe Strawberry, and the Big Hungry Bear... one of my favorite children's storybooks!!

http://www.amazon.com/Little-Strawberry-Hungry-Childs-Singapore/dp/0859530124

Vee said...

You'd better pick it quick! Enjoy your wonderful spring.

Anne said...

Happy birthday for tommorrow Brin.
I remembered because it is my birthday as well :). I have enjoyed reading your blog for a number of years now.
Anne.

Anne said...

I have enjoyed reading your blog for a number of years now. Happy Birthday for tommorrow Brin. I remembered because it is my birthday as well :).

js said...

You have such a gift for writing; you say so much in so few words, I love your blog and have followed for a long time. Happy Spring!