Spring aurasPosted: February 24, 2013 Filed under: 365 Meditation Challenge, Air, beginnings, Daily Walk, Digital Art, Earth, Fire, home, Mindfulness, nature, Photography, pond, Quotes, snow, Spirit, Walking, wandering, water, weather, winter | Tags: birds, clouds, crocus, flowers, MaidinSun Photography, Margaret Wise Brown, nature, Outdoors, Photography, pond, quotes, snow, trees, water, weather, winter, woods, Xiao Hong 29 Comments
When the groundhog casts his shadow
And the small birds sing
And the pussywillows happen
And the sun shines warm
And when the peepers peep
Then it is Spring
~ Margaret Wise Brown
You would never know it from the feel and look of the place, but spring is out there. The earth is quickening, the plants are stirring, and the wildlife seems to have sensed that change is coming.
You can see the transition in the trees, in the colorful auras that surround the branches, especially when the sun peeks out from behind the clouds. You have to be quick to catch it. The sun has been hiding from us lately, but every now and then the clouds will leave a small opening and the sun will shine out for a few seconds (or minutes, if we’re lucky).
Every year I marvel at these subtle hints of the colors to come.
When you paint Spring, do not paint willows, plums, peaches, or apricots, but just paint Spring. To paint willows, plums, peaches, or apricots is to paint willows, plums, peaches, or apricots, it is not yet painting Spring.
I have not yet seen or heard the Red-Winged Blackbirds or the Spring Peepers. Soon, maybe.
Spring — what a rush it’s in. Every place seems to be urging it to come. If it delays its arrival a bit, the sunlight fades and the earth turns to stone. Trees especially can’t endure any delay. Let the spring dally even briefly on the way, and many lives are lost.
~ Xiao Hong
That’s the worry with spring. The flowers come up, the trees bud and leaf and flower, and then we get hit with a blast of winter that damages and kills. It’s still early so we don’t have to be concerned about such things yet even if there are signs of spring.
Today, though… today does not feel or look like spring is anywhere in the vicinity. Light snow flurries are falling from the sky. The surface of the pond is frozen.
Keep your faith in beautiful things;
in the sun when it is hidden,
in the Spring when it is gone.
~ Roy R. Gibson
That’s about it from the Bogs for this chilly Sunday. It’s not a bad day for a walk if you’re dressed properly for it. Layers, boots, hat, and gloves. The usual. Every now and then the sun will come out and warm you up a little, and you’ll think you’re over-dressed. The cloud cover is heavy most of the time, though, and the wind can be brisk, so you’ll appreciate the layers and other accoutrements.
Thank you for visiting. Have a delightful day, evening, night… wherever and whenever you are on the spectrum of time. 🙂
Go to the winter woods: listen there, look, watch, and ‘the dead months’ will give you a subtler secret than any you have yet found in the forest.
~ Fiona Macleod, Where the Forest Murmurs
The aura of spring — what a lovely thought. It’s so true, spring has its own lightening, its gradually changing from grays and browns to the hint of pastel. You’ve done a grand job of capturing the feel of it.
Thank you, Bo. 🙂
I can see Spring in your world. I am envious. No, no. Not envious–but joining you with a sense of anticipation for a new world to bloom…
Before you know it, spring will be visiting you too, Kathy. 🙂
you make the woods look so magical, filled with fairy light and whispers of hope. Thank you for this.
You’re welcome, Joss. And thank you. 🙂
I love the crocus. It has always been my favorite flower – so full of hope.
Thank you, Tammy. It is a hopeful little thing, isn’t it? 🙂
Every day I see more and more subtle signs of spring. Why does she tease us so?
I wonder the same thing, Jo Ann. 🙂
I don’t know how you do it bringing out the best in the muted colors but you sure do it well! Another tremendous series!
Thank you, Phil. 🙂
Lovely lavenderish looking photo’s of Spring at the beginning Robin, .. and I love the feel of a true Spring, .not the double bluff we sometimes get, where the poor plants and wildlife think Winters cast off it’s freezing gown, and swapped to a lighter gossamer one, with promises of lovely warmth to come… Wonderful Crocus shot, I do hope it’s not hit by an return to frost.
Great to catch up and wishing you a wonderful week …. So, so good to be back… xPenx
Thank you, Pen. Winter is returning for a bit. Hopefully the plants will weather the storm. 🙂
Gorgeous capture of the mother nature colors!
Thank you, Amy. 🙂
We don’t have any real signs of spring here yet. It must be colder in NY than in Ohio. I love the idea of seeing the auras of trees. I’ve never noticed that before. And I love that last quote! I go to the winter woods everyday, and never fail to find a subtle secret. 🙂
Sometimes it’s hard to find those subtle signs, Stacie, but it might also be true that it’s colder in NY than in Ohio.
Thank you. 🙂
I was looking today, and I think I may have seen a tree aura! I’ll be keeping an eye out…. 🙂
That’s great, Stacie! They’re usually red or purple this early, and then take on a green aura just before the leaves pop out.
The dirt smells different! claps with glee
It does, Elisa!! 🙂
I adore Magaret Wise Brown. The Purple Martins have arrived here and are setting up housekeeping in a neighbor’s apartment bird house. Spring can’t be too far away
I haven’t seen any Purple Martins yet, PhilosopherMouse, but I hope you’re right and that spring can’t be too far away. 🙂
for several of those it’s like you’re painting with your camera! nice!
Thank you, Derrick. 🙂
We’ve not got crocuses here yet, but the snowdrops are out, I’m hoping to catch a couple with the camera this weekend.
The trees are getting softer too, not changing colour yet, but definitely softer as the little sticks give way to the new buds. 🙂
Spring is coming, that’s for sure, Sallyann. 🙂
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