Spring Days Ahead

Spring is a magical season for me. I love the sound of birds chirping, the smell of rain in the air, and the vibrant colors of the flowers starting to bloom. It awakens the senses. The winter cold is gone, yet the unbearable heat and humidity of summer in the south has yet to arrive.
I love that daylight savings time puts an end to the long dark evening hours of winter. The phrase “spring forward” is a reminder to set our clocks ahead one hour during spring. Springing forward is what the season is all about and what I look forward to the most. The increased sunlight and ability to spend more time outdoors brings a new outlook on life and lifts my spirits. My husband and I become rejuvenated as we begin to get outdoors more and take pride in renewing our home and yard. Whether it is a small project, such as giving the front door a fresh coat of paint, or starting a garden, we look forward to it with excitement.
Spring has been called “the season of growth” and it is when I start a new vegetable and flower garden each year. There is nothing better than freshly picked vegetables from my garden. The vegetables are free from pesticides and provide a healthy snack for our family. The smell of fresh cut flowers in a pretty vase on my kitchen table reminds me of the small pleasures in life. The beautiful colors of the flower garden help bring color and vibrancy to the world.

Spring is a busy time of the year for my family. Spring brings on a fresh round of taking the children to school, sporting events, and birthday parties. Trying to keep up with two young children can be exhausting. The occasional spring rainstorm provides a welcome relief from all this activity and gives me a badly needed break. There is nothing better than curling up on the couch with a good book, listening to the rain beat upon the roof, and enjoying the feeling of not being rushed to get somewhere.
Spring is my favorite season. New color and life appear in the world. The long dark nights of winter are behind us. Everyone and everything is filled with a new sense of urgency and vibrancy. Others prefer the oppressive heat of summer, the dark cold of winter, and the dreary days of fall, but I will take spring over them all.