Nature is all a-blush with the exuberance of spring.
Her passion, having welled up from too long a winter, bursts forth...
And we are under her spell.
Our pulses race at the sight of her show...
And the whole world is colored with optimism...
Her beauty energizes our spirits and, by her side, anything seems possible.
Head over heels we tumble about in the sweet scent of the wind...
Accompanied by the best performances that the birds have to offer.
They're singing their hearts out...to create new life...to fill their nests...
It lasts only a few days...
This blush...
Until the petals wither and fly away and the leaves come forth to cover her naked beauty.
The explosion of colors that follows competes for our senses, never wielding quite the same magic as those petals that ushered us into spring.
The first blush is like love when it is new.
It's fresh, it's exciting and we open ourselves most fully in its embrace.
Happy Spring.
Happy Opening...
