Wander With Wild Things

I love spring and it is here and my pores are sucking in all that Vitamin D as fast as they are able. Goodbye drear winter days and grey landscape! The daffodills and the crocuses are up. My forsythia died, but my phlox, wax myrtle, magnolia, and verbena are coming back to live and already blooming! My salvia is growing new leaves and even the boxwoods in front of the house, whom I swear grow slower than molasses in January, are shooting out new, fresh green. Go bury your nose in a blossom and breathe that sweet spring air (don't snort any bugs though, they don't like it)! It always seems a season of celebration to me -- flora and fauna alike seem full of energy and a passion and joy for existence that gets lost over the winter months. As the sun grows stronger every day, it reminds me that even though things may look dark and dead, they are only hiding their resources deep within, just waiting for the chance to flourish when the time is right.