Spring is Here

 
 Spring is here / Seasonal living by The Foraged Life

The trees are coming into leaf

Like something almost being said;

The recent buds relax and spread,

Their greenness is a kind of grief.


Is it that they are born again

And we grow old? No, they die too.

Their yearly trick of looking new

Is written down in rings of grain.


Yet still the unresting castles thresh

In fullgrown thickness every May.

Last year is dead, they seem to say,

Begin afresh, afresh, afresh.

 

- Phillip Larkin -


Unlike every season change before it, Spring hasn't just sprung upon me this year.

I've been intentionally paying more attention to my body, my mind and my surrounds; with an offshoot of that effort being that I’ve noticed the new life that has begun to pepper the landscape around me. I’ve seen the first of the wild garlic push its way through the soil, along with the daffodils and the crocuses.

I know each season carries with it value and virtues that the eye might not always see so I won’t wish the Winter and it’s grey-ness a celebratory goodbye like lots of us do. With Winter, I reveled in the opportunity to rest, hibernate and rejuvenate. But new seasons do mean new things and I'm ready for this one and what it might bring.

So, hello Spring.

Hello life and hello colour (a mantra not just for the the season and the soil).