It’s Spring!
What does Spring mean to you?
To me it means flowers, baby birds and all things beautiful.
posted by pissed off patricia at 2:38 AM
Thursday, March 20, 2008
What does Spring mean to you?
To me it means flowers, baby birds and all things beautiful.
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30 Comments:
bleahhhhhhhh
my mother said who the English are gay!it's true?
Snow will be ending soon.
PoP,
Great photo - I'm envious - it's rainy and cold here today. Hope you and the Hubby are doing well.
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Spring in Ottawa means the temperatures start creeping up above freezing and the 10 foot snowbanks start melting into deep slushy puddles all over the streets and sidewalks. Any yet, we are oddly thrilled by it all.
Gosh, beautiful orchids!
When I lived in the sun belt, I missed the snow, and now that I'm in CT, I miss the gorgeous flowers and warm breezes.
Here in Atlanta it means dogwoods and azaleas, longer days and a coming summer.
Spring means endless streams of loud motorcycles and thumping car bass careening down my street that won't end for the next seven months.
Sunshine!!!!
Allergies.
I'll never forget the magnolia tree that somehow thrived in NY where I grew up. Every spring the blossoms perfumed the air for blocks.
Warmer temps and everything blooming. Work in the garden and the return of the hummingbirds and tree swallows.
Gardens! Flowers! Barbecue! Bears tearing down our bird feeders...
The birds are singing me awake in the mornings now. The daffodils are peeking their noses up out of the ground and sniffing to see if it's really done sn*wing. And there is that scent in the air that you only smell in Spring and Summer - clean, fresh earth.
Happiness.
means another month with snow on the ground. LOL.
the deer are in our yard every morning now, eating all the new grass. oh, and tourists are back.
Peeps. I hate those little things.
Long days, warm sunshine and the return of colorful clothes. :-)
I am late again, but then again I get to see all the cool comments.
I love the fresh start feeling of it all, as the last of the snow melts and the bulbs pop up from the ground.
I love the bulbs of spring - crocus, daffodil, tulips. I love the birds.
I lived in the same place for many years of my life- from childhood well into adult life. Each year when spring was coming you would notice that the Canada Geese over at the resevoir would be out and about with their little downy babies.
I just love spring!
For me it is the jonquils. First because they are my birth flower and second because of my one little brush with fame: Playing Amanda in a H.S. production of The Glass Menagerie with the long speech about jonquils and gentlemen callers. That beautiful splash of yellow means the season has changed.
Rebirth.
back to life....and sun I hope :)
To me it means getting rid of the winter coat, the boots, the scarves, the gloves....
Hmmmmm. I'll let you know when it gets here. We are supposed to have a snow storm here tomorrow. Yuck.
A winter storm with snow.... I hate March!
It means new, new, new -- new green, new babies, new gardens, new everything.
Spring means to me... ah, more light but not too much more light like summer
pretty soon I'll have to stop sending gloating emails to all my friends back in Kansas City -- till late June or so when our temp tops out at about 95 and theirs keeps climbing up into the 110 range.
it's amazing how my life centers around gloating ever since I moved to Florida---
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and I'll be able to swim again! yay!!! :)
It means crocuses and tulip bulbs sprouting from the ground and the advent of colorful azaleas in full bloom. It means basking in the glow of the sun for longer hours and listening to the sounds of life as they float into my window.
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