my ode to Spring... ..bliss is calling...

  "Hope waits upon the flowery prime.."

Come now.. it's almost here.. with baited breath for the first tender bud..our glances turn outward...

"From the green islands of eternal youth,
(Crown'd with fresh blooms, and ever springing shade,)
    Turn, hither turn thy step,
    O thou, whose powerful voice"...."

"Now let me sit beneath the whitening thorn,
And mark thy spreading tints steal o'er the dale ;
    And watch with patient eye
    Thy fair unfolding charms."-{all parts in quotations by Anna Laetitia Aikin}

   I can't wait...

dreaming in pink... to walk about without heavy jackets..or scarves.. uncovering the soul to await what's new...

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[dapoppins]

Spring? Spring? I thought spring didn't start until next month.