Heralded With Song

There is something that I love about every season. Autumn is my favorite. The crisp air, the brilliant colors, the textures of earth and wardrobe, even the smells of wood smoke and decaying gardens. There is nothing that I don't love about Autumn.

Summer has a lot to offer for the kids. The whole being outdoors daily thing is such a bonus. The sunshine, the soft grass, the canopy of leaves in the woods, the cool streams filled with treasures of crawfish and tadpoles. Suntanned kids with dirty feet are the happiest in the world.

Winter even has a lot to offer. Snow is such a cleansing white, covering all the dirty brown leftover from a killing frost. Snowflakes, and frosty windows, and seeing your breath are all a little bit magical. Winter sunsets are unequalled.

Spring has been my least favorite season through the years, but it's growing on me. I love the buds pushing through the ground, the smell of Earth waking up, the return of birds that chatter in the treetops. Spring holds so much promise.

I've recently realized that I can smell Spring coming. Winter has no scent. It's cold and clean, but without smell. Spring has an earthy fragrance, of something warming and renewing. I'm eagerly awaiting that day when I smell Spring.

Today, while standing outside sniffing the cold yet again, I heard them. The birds in the treetops, gaily singing that Spring is on it's way. This makes me smile from deep in my soul. Apparently I like spring more than I've let on.

8 comments:

Michelle said...

Is it really that you like spring now or do you just hate winter that much? While I like seeing the flowers poke up, I HATE all the mud we have to deal with.

Roger said...

After the winter you all had, I would be missing spring as well. Michelle has a point though, there is a lot of mud. We can control the kids for the most part, it's the dog that seems to slip in all.the.time.

Silly dog.

HalfAsstic.com said...

I can totally see where you're coming from in every line of your writing, Karen. But, you know what's weird? You can totally smell winter down here. Or maybe it should be called fall. I don't know. See there just isn't that much time with either one here. But while we really only have two seasons, there is a distinct smell to both of them here.

Burgh Baby said...

That scent? That's the dog poop defrosting. Sorry to break it to you. ;-)

Cecily R said...

Fabulous writing Karen!

Spring smells like rain to me...and I love it. It keeps coming and going around here. I need it to come and stay. Winter has worn out its welcome.

Flea said...

Burgh is right. That and horse and goat poo.

The Canadian geese arrived a few weeks ago. A couple of weeks ago I saw a robin. Last week I noticed that the weeds in my yard are turning green (not the grass, though). This week it's the chives in the herb garden coming in.

We're supposed to get snow on Friday and Monday.

CC said...

Is it appropriate to tell you that our daffodils are in full bloom and I've even seen a few tulips??? ;)

Fishsticks and Fireflies said...

I can't wait to smell Spring and to hear the birds chirping! We are expected to have snow well into April (again), but I will take it as long as the grass under it is green!