At first it sticks its nose out and tests the air for a warm breeze. Then a gust swirls up and smothers that thought with dollops of snow and frozen schedules.
Spring is like that; tentative, pushed back under and then – Boing! Nothing can hold it back and everything reaches for the sun with a pent up gusto unrivaled by any other season. Entire hillsides green up in an afternoon. Bees tumble out of their stale depleted hives and giddily encircle the blooms on the ones who commit early.
Robins stop eyeing you quizzically as they focus their attentions now to the unseen clamoring maybe only they can hear in the soil just below the surface. Clouds stumble on each other racing to this horizon or that. Yellow sparkles light up corners replacing last year’s frazzled leftovers with their joyful announcements. Creeks rid themselves of their sodden winter accumulations. Delicate tendrils begin feeling their way back up to the tops of their fences, posts, walls, tree trunks and sleeping dogs.
Suddenly you throw open the door and your mood lifts as fast a startled Mourning Dove up beyond the trees with their lightly green tinged branches.
This is spring.
All photos ©marti mcginnis | taken with an iphone 4s | lightly modified using a 99¢ app