If every tiny flower wanted to be a rose, spring would lose its loveliness.
– Thérèse de Lisieux –
… entertained by the happy chirping wild birds that gathering around our bird feeders.
Sounds simple yet hard to gain?
As I learned more what life is about, joyful life actually is not that hard to get.
It can be found through simple ways.
Through the sound of wind chimes, the smell of fresh cutting grass, the buzzing sound of buzy bees, the coming up of new green leaf, the smell of fresh laundry, the inviting look of sunny side egg on your plate, the smell of brewing coffee, the squeeky cleaned kitchen counter, the laughter of happy baby, the friendly barks of your neighbour dog, the bright yellow dandellions, the colourful flowers on the garden, the shiny old silver wares that you have cleaned, the happy song you sing during your morning shower, the feel of new clean bedsheet you are going to sleep on, the smell of baby talcum powder that could take you leap back to your childhood memory, the homemade popsicles, the sparkling eyes of a kid who succeeded selling cups of lemonade by the street, the feel of new book on the tip if your fingers, the puddle that you jumped on deliberately, the dancing in the rain you did, the first dip you took into the river in summertime, the left over cookie dough in a bowl that invited you to run your fingers all over it….
I’m pretty sure you can add more of your version.
We need to stop for a minute or two (much better), take a deep breath and look around. Let’s be more aware with what simple joy is.
Because we can not just living!
… listening to the sound of spring.
Who would reject springtime? Look at that refreshing greenery, those blooming flowers are everywhere. Everything comes alive after many months was covered with thick blanket of snow. Oh what a happy happy joy joy season.
Less that I know, springtime also brings a side effect to which I had never experienced as a girl who grew up in a tropical country. A side effect that I call as the attack of cottonwood tree seeds. Today, I experienced it (again). They looks like snow flakes. Cute and fluffy, got blown away by the wind. Everywhere. A friend even said, “I just opened my inside door and a cloud flew at me.”.
They are not nice.
My eyes feel sore.
My skin feels itchy.
At first, I thought I got bitten by mosquitoes. Itchy here, itchy there, itchy everywhere. As for my eyes irritation, I thought it was because of dusts. Then I’ve been told it was because of the cottonwood. Now I think, it’s going to be weird if I have to wear goggle or skidoo helmet and jacket to cover up myself when I step outside just for my pictures hunting while others just on their shorts and light tops. Or I maybe should dress up like one of the Teletubbies to protect myself from this attack.
On the other hand, maybe this side effect of spring is telling me: to slow down a bit from the springtime’s euphoria. Maybe it tells me: time stay at home. Time to figure out how to short out my thousand pictures while looking at the big window that presents how lovely is the day outside.
Anyhow, it’s springtime, I shall not feel down!
Finally, after seven months of cold days where those white flakes fell from the sky and the temperature dropped down to way way below zero degrees of Celcius, I could say: the season is changing.
Not just because of the pretty blue sky that has been existing than usual or the temperature that has to rise up from above 10℃ but more to the presence of pussy willows.
I saw pussy willows last week on our backyard. Many years ago Mr. Husband said that’s the sign of spring time.
Yaay… I definitely get excited.
So interesting, how small things like the pussy willows’ sighting could help to uplift your morale after had to embrace a such long dreaded winter season.
It’s about hope, I guess.
That springtime is finally coming to this part of region.
Let’s skip into spring!
Spring is when life’s alive in everything.
[ Christina Rossetti ]