Some Random Springy Stuff

Every April, God rewrites the Book of Genesis.
 ~Author Unknown
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It's just popping up everywhere and I can't seem to get enough of it...
but today I'm sharing some of mine with you...
...my spring, that is!
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This is what the Saturday morning sun looked like, poking it's face through the woods.

It was just glorious.

There are no days in the whole round year more delicious

than those which often come to us in the latter half of April....

The sun trembles in his own soft rays....

...The grass in the meadow seems all to have grown green since yesterday....

though there is warmth enough for a sense of luxury, there is coolness enough for exertion.

~Thomas Wentworth Higginson, "April Days," 1861


 
During a little impromptu hike in the woods I found these lovelies unfurling.



I also found this little thing-a-ma-bob which had landed on this maple tree.
It looks as though it belongs there but I'm pretty sure it doesn't :)

 Isn't it cute?
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The dandelions are in full swing too...



...as well as the ants.

...you know how much I love my weeds.

And speaking of weeds...

Do you have Purple Dead Nettle where you live?
It seems that some folks eat this stuff, although I haven't :)

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Ah, how wonderful is the advent of the Spring!—the great annual miracle.... 

which no force can stay, no violence restrain, like love, that wins its way 

and cannot be withstood by any human power, because itself is divine power. 

If Spring came but once in a century, instead of once a year, 

or burst forth with the sound of an earthquake, and not in silence, 

what wonder and expectation would there be in all hearts 

to behold the miraculous change!... 

We are like children who are astonished and delighted 

only by the second-hand of the clock, not by the hour-hand. 

~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Kavanagh, 1849 

And I believe these tiny beauties are called Wall Speedwell...

...not to be confused with these adorable bluets that literally grow all over my yard.

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~But days even earlier than these in April have a charm, 

— even days that seem raw and rainy.... 
There is a fascination in walking through these bare early woods, 
there is such a pause of preparation, winter's work is so cleanly and thoroughly done. 
Everything is taken down and put away.... 
All else is bare, but prophetic: buds everywhere, 
the whole splendor of the coming summer concentrated 
 in those hard little knobs on every bough... 

~Thomas Wentworth Higginson, "April Days," 1861
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Well, I hope you have enjoyed this little taste of spring...
...from my yard to yours :)


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