Sunday, April 27

Celebrating Spring

...And Spring arose on the garden fair,

Like the spirit of love felt everywhere;

And each flower and herb on Earth's dark breast
rose from the dreams of its wintry rest...


(From: 'The Sensitive Plant' by Percy Byssche Shelley)





Over the years I've learned to appreciate every season's peculiarities. I was born in Spring and have memories of sunny birthdays and no exam periods!

I think it's always so surprising that Spring touches the world so carefully, as if it starts to color the trees, skies and bushes with a paintbrush dipped in a watercolour palette. Slowly, letting us know that it has been waiting around the corner, substituting Winter from its heavy task. A warmer sun, but a bit of a colder wind. Flowers start to bloom, birds start to sing. Then the graduality of the changing of seasons suddenly stops: you look around and the trees and the fields are green as if Winter was a dream.

Here's a sweet song about changing seasons and I love when she's about to sing about Spring, a percussion instrument like a xylophone or something like that announces the Spring awakening.

Happy Sunday! Happy Spring!

x


3 comments:

  1. Gorgeous drawing and yes, it's a mircale year after year to see the world fill with color again :)

    ReplyDelete
  2. what a gorgeous sketch! the colours and flowers, so perfect for spring. you are so talented!

    ReplyDelete
  3. What a great description of the coming of spring! Especially how all of a sudden, you look around and all is green and it is indeed hard to remember how the world looked when everything was bare. I had that moment this afternoon :)

    ReplyDelete

I appreciate your comment!