Friday Ramble - Summoning Spring

She waits for temperatures to rise, for the deep snow in her garden to melt and reveal the rich dark earth of her sanctuary.  She waits for sunlight to warm the quiet outdoor alcoves where snowdrops, hyacinths, daffodils, crocus and tulips make their homes, waiting patiently to rise and bloom in all the colors of the rainbow.

She waits for the great geese to come home and fill the northern skies with their songs of returning.  She waits for the eastern Ontario highlands to thaw, delicate wildflowers carpeting the woodlands and old hills wherever she walks.

On a cold morning in late March, she  can wait no longer and goes off to a local nursery, returning home a few hours later with wicker baskets of blooming hyacinths in pink and blue and purple.

From their place in a sunny south facing window, the blooms fill the little blue house with their vibrant hues and heady perfume.   If only she could share their sumptuous fragrance with you this morning.