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Spring Sampler – A Gallery of Photos

“Every spring is the only spring – a perpetual astonishment.” -Ellis Peters

“Can words describe the fragrance of the very breath of Spring?” – Neltje Blanchan

“Come with me into the woods where Spring is advancing, as it does, not matter what, not being singular or particular, but one of the forever gifts and certainly visible.” – Mary Oliver

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Wildly Feverish with Spring!

Oh yes please!  On this vernal equinox (the earliest since 1896!), the earth’s readiness to awaken from a rich quiet into a bursting celebration of life is apparent.  Today, the night and day have equal measure.  But from here, each day is expanded in the light to allow growth deep down into the roots, and upward into new heights.

May it be so with you too, as the sun crosses into our northern hemisphere, may your growth deepen and your expansion blossom into new heights!

Allow yourself to be wildly feverish with Spring!

Spring Buds

“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

Big Tree, Bud, Spring, Glacier


Never yet was a springtime, when the buds forgot to bloom.

—Margaret Elizabeth Sangster

New Bud with Bug, Logan Pass, Snow

Seeing the Spring Come In

“One attraction in coming to the woods to live was that I should have leisure and opportunity to see the Spring come in.”

-Henry David Thoreau

Sidewalk Patterns

“Sit quietly, doing nothing, spring comes, and the grass grows by itself.”

-Zen Saying


“The force of Spring – mysterious, fecund, powerful beyond measure.”

-Michael Garofalo


Spring’s Benediction

Winter’s serene time and space has left me open and in-tune to the minute changes, nuances, and majesty of Spring’s unfolding.  Day by day wonders are absorbed on a soul level.   There is a deep comprehension of all the powerful growth that the earth’s veins are sprouting forth.

It is felt, it is known, it is heard, it is experienced.

Red BudsRed Buds, Blue SkyMay 12

“The peace and beauty of a spring day had descended upon the earth like a benediction. ”
– Kate Chopin



“When spring comes the grass grows by itself. ”
– Tao Te Ching





“It is always quietly thrilling to find yourself looking at a world you know well but have never seen from such an angle before.” -Bill Bryson, At Home: A Short History of Private Life


 “I feel an indescribable ecstasy and delirium in melting as it were, into the system of beings, in identifying myself with the whole of nature.”  -Jean-Jacques Rousseau

Pond, Beaver Lake RoadPond Melt

Everywhere water is flowing, moving, seeking new adventures.  Awakening the earth, trees, sprouts, bushes and bears.  The melting brings a sweet song and a green promise.

What will you make of the promise of Spring?

“Because when the spring comes,

it melts the snow one flake at a time”

-Khaled Hosseini, The Kite Runner

“Spring rain conveyed

under the trees in drops”

-Matsuo Basho

Pond with Light Prism

 “Daughter of heaven and earth, coy Spring,

With sudden passion languishing,

Teaching barren moors to smile,

Painting pictures mile on mile,

Holds a cup of cowslip wreaths

Whence a smokeless incense breathes.

-Ralph Waldo Emerson


Oh, sweet Spring, welcome.

She brings her volatile mix of winds, snow, rain, gropple, melt, growth, buds, fawns, raven babies, and the bright greens of new grass in the meadow, aspens and larch.

Rebirth and sprouting and earth’s bounty are bubbling with heated passionate energy to be expressed.

Bring it! Bring it all!

May 10

“It was such a spring day as breathes into a man an ineffable yearning, a painful sweetness, a longing that makes him stand motionless, looking at the leaves or grass, and fling out his arms to embrace he knows not what.”
-John Galsworthy

Tree Silhouette


“When spring came, even the false spring, there were no problems except where to be happiest. The only thing that could spoil a day was people and if you could keep from making engagements, each day had no limits. People were always the limiters of happiness except for the very few that were as good as spring itself.”
― Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast

Sunset from Somers