Springing

Spring is nearing, winter waning. The chill air slowly warms when the sun peaks through the clouds. The grass renews it's verdant colour. Being a spring child myself (March 21; Spring Equinox), I'm a big fan of the season. About this time each year, the meadow next to my mother's house becomes a sea of cheery yellow as it's overtaken by hundreds of daffodils blooming beneath the tempestuous sky. Their scent drifts through the air. The resurrected fields beg to be walked through barefoot, but you must take a sweater. There are so many holidays celebrated around this time. Easter is approaching with it's resurrection story. Wiccans are preparing to celebrate Ostara. They share many themes- eggs, bunnies, sunrise, renewal. All of these are props drawing the eye to the performance of the yearly ritual of Spring itself. This is a festival of new beginnings. Since I love pinterest, I've created a Spring board featuring the beautiful aspects of this time of year: