Springing Forth

As a kid, my favorite season was always summer; the sun, the beach, endless playtime and, of course, no school. As a mom, my perspective has changed and so has my favorite time of the year.

I LOVE spring!

It was just a short time ago that I was in the back yard mowing the lawn. The grass was thin and tinged with brown. Nothing was really growing except for the area directly beneath the trampoline (who knew it would be such a greenhouse!), and I was wondering what kind of muscle and money was going to be needed to get it back into shape.

Fast forward two weeks and the lawn has never looked better. This may be a slight exaggeration but the whole thing is seriously green and growing beautifully! It’s almost a miracle, one that happens every March, and each time I am amazed.

Back in December I planted, on a whim, some spring bulbs I bought along with the groceries at Costco. I had big plans for them but by the time I actually got around to putting them in the ground, the plans went out the window and the small globs of dirt and root were buried in the front planter rather haphazardly. There aren’t nearly enough of them to make a bold statement but it sure didn’t dampen my spirits to watch the beautiful little tulips (and some other flower I can't name) suddenly springing forth. It makes my heart happy to see them every time I come in and out of the house. I bet with just a small bit of effort, I could have something interesting growing at all times in that space.

Will I ever expend the effort? I don’t know, but something about spring rejuvenates me and makes me feel like I can take on the world…growing one small thing at a time. Does this mean I might get my garden planted after all?