“Tra la la la la. Spring is in the air. And I am a flower…with nothing interesting to say.”
Perhaps you will find it interesting; I can’t say for sure.
Anyway, I was contemplating my blossom preferences and have come to some conclusions. I absolutely love daffodils! They are so bright and happy, perky and expressive. Even their name is fun. Go ahead, say it. Out loud. Daffodil. Laugh-o-phil. See? Daffodils are happy things.
Crocuses are another lovely creation. Such rich, luxurious color in such a small yet sturdy life form. They save my sanity every year, poking their hopeful heads through the frost. Yes, they seem to say. There is light at the end of the tunnel. Winter is does not last forever (either the season or the semester). I’d like to chat with whoever it was that named them; it seems to be somewhat paradoxical. Crocus sounds like croak, which colloquially implies death. Yet they are the forerunners of life, the burst of vivacity that is spring. Obviously someone did not think that through.
Other favorites include daisies, pansies, and lilies but I don't have any particular relationship with those at this point. So for now, suffice it to say that SPRING HAS SPRUNG!!
1 comment:
lucky you don't have to be in Idaho where it's still freezing... lol, but I found the list of flowers entertaining :)
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