An idea came to me today as I was walking down my road. I have been looking for signs of spring for a few weeks now. The snow is gone. The temperatures have been close to ideal for March. I search the likely places where some flowers should be trying to break through with a green shoot or some tentative leaves. The picture above shows the daffodils we planted before our house was built. They have survived a few snowstorms and cool weather during that time. You can see the buds filling out. I am encouraged.
But...what if, just for fun...there was a button you could push and suddenly, miraculously, it would be the middle of May? Wow. I can see it all now. The trees are leafed out. There is my favorite little flower hiding near the blackberry bushes, covered with white. The butterflies are fluttering. My garden is beginning to grow. Birds are building nests. I can hear bees. And the air is full of the lovely scent that only spring can bring.
Wonderful. I close my eyes and dream. But then I wake up. What if it were actually May? What did I miss? That's right. What would we miss if we had that magic button?. For one, my daffodils. Redbud trees full of blossom. Dogwood flowers. Seeing the first bluebird building a nest in the box near my house. That haze of green showing early leaves on the trees. The soft light of sunrise as it moves along my porch, casting new shadows on the wall. Discovering a wildflower that I had never seen before. Feeling the warmth of noon and then the refreshing cool of evening.
No. I don't want that magic button. I know I am as anxious as so many are to have spring come...sooner rather than later. But be careful what you wish for. You might miss those bright and beautiful days that are just around the corner. The wait is worth it, don't you think?
