The spring has always been a favorite season for me.
Green is my favorite color and springtime is the season of green. I love it when all the trees start putting out their leaves and the flowers start blooming. It’s a time of awakening from the winter’s sleep. I think humans have it impressed in their DNA to feel joy during the spring. It’s the season that ushers in the long, productive days of summer, when game and plants are abundant for the hunter or the forager.
Of course, most of us don’t worry too much about that these days. We just go to the grocery store to hunt and forage. Nevertheless, it’s still ingrained in humans to feel more alive and positive during the springtime. Sadly, it’s a misery for those of you who suffer from allergies. The oaks will be blooming any day now here in Central Florida. Since we’ve had a very mild and dry winter, I’m sure the pollen output will be horrendous. It’ll be snowing pollen soon enough.
That, and bazillions of leaves, is the price I pay for the shade, coolness, and beauty provided by the eight oak trees in my yard. It’s a small price to pay, I feel. I love my oaks. I love my electric bill, too. My house is nearly completely in shade during the hottest parts of the day.
I’m looking forward to watching my Mexican petunias that I planted last summer come back to life and start putting out their pretty little purple flowers every morning and evening. They put a few out during the winter, but nothing like the way they were producing in the summertime.
Eventually, springtime leads to the doldrums of summer here in Florida, where hot and sticky days/nights make life miserable if you don’t have an air conditioner running somewhere nearby. That’s OK, too. I ain’t complaining. I just hope that the hurricanes pass on by again this year without visiting Florida. I haven’t had home owner’s insurance in five years. When it got to be $2400.00 a year, I cancelled it.
Springtime is almost here, folks. Dream a little. Take a deep breath. Take a moment and smell the beautiful new flowers. Life is fleeting. Slow it down a bit when you can.
Image credits: oak pollen from Bethany Gallagher’s website –> SlowButt