I think it is Spring. There is that certain something in the air & both boys are eager to be out the door in the morning, sniffing the crisp air delicately saturated with an indefinable warmth....
I think it is Spring. The birds are calling erotically. Soon there will be eggs, swoopings, the plaintive, monotonous call of the baby cuckoos whose frantic adoptive parents are unable to sate the appetite.
I think it is Spring. The wind has swung round to the west, but not so cold as it was. The road to school, so drab all winter, is lightly painted with gold. Soon the Brisbane wattles, thick as weeds, will burst into a golden shower & the sun will dance amongst the glittering gold with the busy bees.
I think it is Spring. In the beginning God created a garden....such a garden as this where the land froths abundantly pouring its riches forth from the cornucopia of heaven. Don't you love the burgeoning? The way God's generosity overflows? Go forth & multiply, He said. In Spring I know exactly why....
6 comments:
Beautifully descriptive! It is gorgeous just now, isn't it?
A gorgeous description Ganeida...and here the leaves are starting to turn color and the mornings are dark when I get up....
Australian birds call erotically? American birds call romantically. ;O
Lol...Aussies are like that!
I'm so glad to see the signs of spring here too. It's been a long cold winter here (or so it feels!)
I think it is not spring here...but I like your post.
Love your descriptive post, but I think I would love it even more if we were not still getting triple digit temperatures. I would love for it to be spring...or at this point I'll even take winter!
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