Spring officially began a week ago - can hardly tell up here, but there are a few signs heralding the season between winter, mud and black fly season in Maine. Maybe seasons don't change much or at all where you live, but please show us what the end of March looks like in your locale.
Tiny buds are appearing
Snow turns dirty and reveals last falls dead leaves
Ice starts breaking up
And Song birds return
PAToGraphy wrote:
Spring officially began a week ago - can hardly tell up here, but there are a few signs heralding the season between winter, mud and black fly season in Maine. Maybe seasons don't change much or at all where you live, but please show us what the end of March looks like in your locale.
Pat thanks for hosting the challenge, wonderful start
PAToGraphy wrote:
Spring officially began a week ago - can hardly tell up here, but there are a few signs heralding the season between winter, mud and black fly season in Maine. Maybe seasons don't change much or at all where you live, but please show us what the end of March looks like in your locale.
Thanks for hosting Pat. Like your intro shots!
Gary K
Loc: Coeur d'Alene, Idaho
I know it's Spring when the wild flowers start popping.
Welcome Spring
Oh Happy Day! The first day of spring! Good bye winter, I am not sorry to see you go although your presence the last few days has been gentle. My apologies to those who have read this before. I wrote this several springs ago but it has become my welcome acknowledgement to this delightful season every since.
Personifications of Spring
spring whispered and I listened
as trees swung their bare branches in welcome
pussy willows basked in warm sunlight
lulled by blended sounds of mating melodies
singing ageless songs of hopeful renewal
spring sighed and I watched
as melting snow created lawn ponds
awakened roots in the moist earth
quenched their frozen winter thirst
and yearned to stretch their green shoots upward
spring shouted and I felt its power
as disintegrating river ice abandoned its frozen grasp
pelting rains and furious winds spurned slothful winter
and rivers swelled their banks with prideful freedom
while egg laden fish dreamed of journeying home
spring returned today and I smiled
and was content
Pussy Willows basking in the sunlight
green shoots realeasd from their frozen grasp
disintegrating river ice
road closed water over the road
Transbuff1985 wrote:
Thanks for hosting Pat. Like your intro shots!
Thank you, Bob. Your storm sky from Free Sunday surely qualifies as a "spring" phenomenon.
Gary K wrote:
I know it's Spring when the wild flowers start popping.
These are gorgeous, Gary. I've never seen a fairy slipper. They are very dainty.
Fred Ann wrote:
Welcome Spring
Oh Happy Day! The first day of spring! Good bye winter, I am not sorry to see you go although your presence the last few days has been gentle. My apologies to those who have read this before. I wrote this several springs ago but it has become my welcome acknowledgement to this delightful season every since.
Personifications of Spring
spring whispered and I listened
as trees swung their bare branches in welcome
pussy willows basked in warm sunlight
lulled by blended sounds of mating melodies
singing ageless songs of hopeful renewal
spring sighed and I watched
as melting snow created lawn ponds
awakened roots in the moist earth
quenched their frozen winter thirst
and yearned to stretch their green shoots upward
spring shouted and I felt its power
as disintegrating river ice abandoned its frozen grasp
pelting rains and furious winds spurned slothful winter
and rivers swelled their banks with prideful freedom
while egg laden fish dreamed of journeying home
spring returned today and I smiled
and was content
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Wonderful, Fred Ann. Your poetry describes the seasonal change beautifully and your images visualized it.
New life "springs" up
Less than 24 hrs old
Day Lilies spring from the dark winter earth
Our rock garden shows the promise of daffodils, narcissus, and paper whites.
PAToGraphy wrote:
Spring officially began a week ago - can hardly tell up here, but there are a few signs heralding the season between winter, mud and black fly season in Maine. Maybe seasons don't change much or at all where you live, but please show us what the end of March looks like in your locale.
Very nice start to another challenge with an excellent subject.
Will find something around here.
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