I went for a trike ride yesterday. It was a chill, blustery day. I wondered when, oh when, would the gloriously warm, sunny April days of endless rides along the waterfront, flower planting in our garden and snapping pics of seashells and wildflowers arrive.
Soon, soon.
Thaw with her gentle persuasion is more powerful than Thor with his hammer. The one melts, the other breaks into pieces.
~Henry David Thoreau
It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen.
~George Orwell, 1984
April is the cruelest month, breeding
lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
memory and desire, stirring
dull roots with spring rain.
~T.S. Eliot, The Waste LandAPRIL this year, not otherwise
Than April of a year ago
Is full of whispers, full of sighs,
Dazzling mud and dingy snow;
Hepaticas that pleased you so
Are here again, and butterflies.
~Edna St. Vincent Millay
It's spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you've got it, you want—oh, you don't quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so.
~Mark Twain
Spring is the time of plans and projects.
~Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina
Oh the wind is lashing lusterlyAnd the trees are thrashing thrusterly
And the leaves are rustling gusterly
So it’s rather safe to say
That it seems that it may turn out to be
It feels that it will undoubteadly
Looks like a rather blustery day today
It seems that it may turn out to be
Feels that it will undoubteadly
Looks like a rather blustery day today
~A.A. Milne
She turned to the sunlight
And shook her yellow head,
And whispered to her neighbor:
"Winter is dead"
~A.A. Milne, When We Were Very Young
Spring is here, thaw is happening and very soon (next week?) I can plant sunflowers, daisies, echinacea, verbena, wild lilac and more, MORE, MORE!
In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.
~Margaret Atwood, Bluebeard’s Egg
~Shunryu Suzuki
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