Blooming Bulbs!

And Spring arose on the garden fair,

Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere;
And each flower and herb on Earth's dark breast

rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.

~Percy Bysshe Shelley, "The Sensitive Plant"

On the last day of Winter a beautiful bud appeared.

On the day before Spring we looked, waited and wondered in anticipation.

The bud was perfect, still formed, petals curled around each other, ready to burst.

Then...

At 9:15am on the first day of Spring the blossom emerged.



Later...

At 1:45pm on the first day of Spring, we saw the most beautiful blossom we have ever imagined.

Beauty in all its perfection. Beautiful because it is ours. Beautiful because it is a result of our planting and nurturing. Yet when spring arrives, it is more like the gardener is an instrument rather than the composer. God shows his nature in his nature.

Spring makes its own statement, so loud and clear that the gardener seems to be only one of the instruments, not the composer.

~ Geoffrey B. Charlesworth

Spring has sprung with the arrival of our first freesia! Isn’t it beautiful!

We have waited and waited in anticipation for this beautiful bloom, made all the more beautiful by the fact it is our first blooming bulb and also because it is the first day of Spring!

We put our Bulbs In! in mid-May. We then saw them start to bud in early August. Now we are delighted to see our first blossom on the first day of Spring. Isn't it amazing how the garden knows it is spring. Sometimes before the rest of us do - but we were waiting!

It is still absolutely freezing however. The wind is blowing with a very cold chill factor and I have dressed more warmly today than I did last week when we experienced many days with a hint of spring. It was lovely to be able to dry our washing on the line last week rather than the clothes airer. Today I am back to drying inside. Thank goodness my Generous Gentleman is still away because I don’t think we’d have room for him at the moment in our Chinese Laundry!

Spring fills me with expectations of newness. New blossoms, new colours, new life. A reminder of the new life we welcomed into our family around this time last year - our baby! Also for us this Spring will bring home our beloved after we sadly farewell Granny. There is much anticipation in the air at the moment. It goes with the season.