Betina Here. And so is Spring. At last.Why should that matter to me, you ask, seeing as how I live in the Sunshine State where warmth and nice weather are legendary? We have signs of spring down here too. . . RV's headed north, plenty of parking spots, dry grass, road constructions barrels. . .
Sure signs of spring?
But honestly, I prefer the more traditional signs from "up north." Robins. Budding trees. Daffodils. Snirt. Okay you can tell things are out of whack when I start getting sentimental about piles of dirty slush.
sigh.
So I decided I needed, maybe we all needed, a breath of spring after such a long hard, winter. Here's my contribution:
**** WARNING: GRATUITOUS CUTENESS AHEAD! ****
Spring is the time for flowers-- crocus, tulips, and daffodils. My personal favorites are daffodils. Bunnies don't eat them like they do tulips and better yet, they naturalize and spread all by themselves. Assuming they have a little fertilizer now and then. And you know, I learned that a little "blood meal" from the garden store not only keeps the munchers away, it also adds tons of iron and nitrogen to the soil and makes your bulb foliage rich green and glossy. :)
Not that I have anything against bunnies. quite the contrary. I think they're adorable. Just not munching on my hard-won spring flowers. And to prove it, I'm giving bunnies equal time.
But lest I be accused of being "species-est" (I think that means preferring one species over another) I'll have to give space and a few "awww"s to the duckies.
Yes, spring is in the air, but not just for domesticated critters. . . for wild beasties, too. Like baby foxes. (Are you in a diabetic coma yet?)
Of course my favorite bunnies are always the two-legged variety:
Oops. . . these aren't the ones I meant. . . but they're so cute, we'll let them stay.
This is the two-legged bunny I had in mind.
So, lets review. Spring is a time for birth and new growth. Flowers. Baby animals. A resurgent sense of life and hope after a long, hard winter. And of course as the weather warms up. . . young peoples fancy turns to thoughts of LOVE. sigh.
Also Easter baskets and chocolate. Though Easter is so early this year, it's hard to get sobered up from St. Paddy's Day in time to celebrate it with proper enthusiasm. So, I'll leave you with one last chuckle. . . not at all fitting for the end of such a sugary, sweet post. But I did write it after all. So, here you are.
So, what are your favorite signs of spring? What makes you want to rush out and get your hands in the dirt. . . plant something. . . buy a new dress. . . boil and dye eggs. . . eat 5 pounds of bunny-shaped chocolate? Anybody else get spring fever from seed and plant catalogs? Are your toes just aching for barefoot weather?
