“The world’s favorite season is the spring. All things seem possible in May.”
– Edwin Way Teale
It’s days like the past couple that really wake you up from the winter blahs, which around here last for the better part of six months or so. Of course, if there was no winter, there could be no spring. Or at least we wouldn’t appreciate it as much. Not that I would mind a perpetual summer living in Hawai’i… Nah, I’m an Ohio boy at heart.
I love that first extended period of real spring (not the technical calendar spring, which is really still just late winter), where everything seems to happen at once. In a seemingly short span, all kinds of flowers are in bloom, the wind rustles through the trees’ new leaves, the sun is warm (not the deceptively cold winter sun), and the scent of crab apples and lilacs floats through the air. All you want to do is sit on the porch and take it in with all of your senses, because you know that all too soon, this will be just a memory. But that memory is what gets you through the long winter in anticipation of the next spring.
I’m sure I speak for everyone in Northeast Ohio when I say that spring was a long time coming this year. And I hope I also speak for everyone when I say that I’ll do my best to make the most of these few short months that we have. Even if that means sitting in your rocker with a glass of lemonade, just watching.