We’re in the middle of spring in the Sierra (at least, I think we are. This is my first season here, so I’m still observing). The daphne stopped perfuming the neighborhood a month ago, and the last forsythia flower fell last week. The pink and white bells of the manzanita are nearly all gone, but black oak pollen from dangling catkins dusts cars, decks, roofs with yellow powder. While some dogwoods are blooming, mine seems to be a late-to-the-party Nellie, only just now sprouting leaves. Wildflowers like lupine, California poppies, and paintbrush are in the middle of a jumble of color, and weedy poverty grass is greening up the hills.
It made me think that while we celebrate the 4 seasons of spring, summer, autumn, and winter, we don’t often mark the degrees of each season. But seasons mature, don’t they? Think of spring, going from tender buds, to full flower, to the beginning of fruit. Perhaps when Persephone returns from the underworld, she is reborn as a baby and matures into a woman as spring progresses into summer. Anyway, that’s my fancy.
Here are my three springs.
Crocus, daffodils, forsythia, almonds, pears.
Flowering cherries, plums, and apples. Magnolia, Arctostaphylos, coyote bush.
Oaks, pines….? I don’t know, we’re not there yet!
What’s flowering where you live? What age is your spring right now?
5 thoughts on “The seasons of Spring”
We’re in the crocus stage and the daffs are trying to open. 🙂
Still cold where you are! But it’s coming. Why don’t you draw the crocus and the daffs as they open? Those would be good subjects.
I plan to! It’s tax season and busy, but I plan to anyway. 🙂
…Roses ( a bit ahead of schedule) …cala lillies….clematis will be blooming in 2 weeks or so…..considering doing away with my small lawn……all is lovely as can be today as we had a wonderful rain this morning…..
The lawn is so small, and such a nice frame for your roses. I’d hate to see it go, but water…
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