Tag Archives: spring

Simply to fall on our knees

National Poetry Month, Day 21  //  Nothing sensory for me surpasses in glory the chorus of birdsong that rises in the predawn hours of early spring. As much as anything that bursts from the ground or buds from the greening branches of trees, and more than most, birdsong heralds the return of the season of […]

There lives the dearest freshness

National Poetry Month, Day 11  //  We’re well into spring here in Western New York. Even the occasional snow that falls – it has now retreated to the higher elevations – may protest but can’t forestall the shift of seasons. Morning birdsong entering through slightly open bedroom windows is as likely to awaken us as […]

Like the iris

The iris are coming soon, my friend observed as he posted a photo of their long green spikes and barely opened buds of deep blue. Soon those buds will be in full display, glorious signs of the season. But his anticipation is wrongly placed. The iris, these silent teachers, are not coming soon; they already […]

A ham-or-eggs life

It’s difficult to pinpoint the moment when spring arrives. It tiptoes up to us, subtle and shy, trying hard not to show itself. And then, before we’re aware of it, everything is changing. Here’s how Todd Nelson described it in the Christian Science Monitor. “The junipers may still be shagged with ice. Ice-fishing shacks still […]