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Springtime | Springtime

christopher-cudworth's picture
We spent a lot of time here in Illinois staring out at flat surfaces of snow this winter. Unlike most years when venturing into the vast wasteland of the back yard made sense, there seemed to be no purpose in it this year. For weeks that tundra remained unmarked. Even the squirrels and rabbits said...
jennifer-kathleen-gibbons's picture
I've been a total blank in what to write about this year for St. Patrick's Day. Longtime readers of this blog know that this is one of my favorite days of the year.  It was explained to me that we celebrated St. Patrick for he chased all those bad snakes out of Ireland. How much of this is...
lee-romano-sequeira's picture
“A little Madness in the Spring Is wholesome even for the King.” ~ Emily Dickinson Call Doctor McDreamy, because I’ve caught SPRING FEVER!Wow, what a gorgeous couple of sunny, warm, breezy summer-like days we’ve had here in the city, so in keeping with the simpler things — and having time to...
rebbecca-hill's picture
Springtime rainsglazed roads wet with smallbirds tweeting their flutes intothe breeze catching the notes,gray sky listens, folded into shadesof varying contrasts and dimensions. Sweet, wet springtime, we hear you pitter pat,appreciate the wetness and patiently await warm sunshineand spring blossoms...
annette-talbert's picture
I want to wake up and know where I'm going,I want to go where the rivers are overflowing,I'll be ready.~ Tracy ChapmanMy iPod is set on shuffle as I begin my walk in the early spring sunshine. It had been another stressful day at work, and a good, brisk walk was exactly what I needed to clear my...
fran-johns's picture
Spring may actually be coming to Northern California: green hillsides, poppies blooming, cherry-tree-scented air taking the place of the daily, weekly, monthly rains. It’s been a very long winter season of saying, “I know we need the rain, but still…” So we’re finally getting the new season,...
hal-steven-shows's picture
I have posted an audio piece organized around motifs of springtime and rebirth. It's called "Next Easter in Belfast." Check it out---!
lucy-coats's picture
The hawthorn hedges have, in a week, changed from a barrier of dry, rustling twigs to a living green glory of unfolding small notched leaves. The catkins are dropping pollen in a drifting golden haze which, in my case, provokes reddened eyes and hideous sneezing attacks. All over the garden and...