Awakening

Having just driven hundreds of  miles of the length and breadth of England, I can confirm that, in spite of any wintry surprises that the weather might yet have in store, as far as the earth is concerned, spring has definitely sprung. I know those roads so well now, that I can asses the progress of the seasons by the flowers that bloom in individual gardens and hedgerows. Amongst the first harbingers of spring  are a drift of snowdrops near Ashbourne in Derbyshire. They are planted on a south-facing slope in the shelter of a wall and, every year, seem to be amongst the very first to bloom. Quite often, their green and white freshness is lost against the last of the snow, while, half a mile away in a north facing copse, another carpet of snowdrops still waits for the first touch of the sun.

By the time these woodland snowdrops are in bloom, there are already great swathes of white across the country, brightening the shadows. The purples and sulphurous yellow of the crocuses come next, and the blue stars of glory-of-the-snow. By the time the daffodils are opening in my village, there are pansies brightening the borders and the earliest blossom is starring dark, leafless branches.

A tree-covered hillside that epitomises the clichéd ‘sea of green’ in summer and which wears deepest mourning through the winter months… now blushes rosily as buds form on bare branches. Leaves unfurl on rose and clematis, fields are beginning to glow with the brilliant yellow of rapeseed and daisies are scattered everywhere.

Fields that have borne the greyish tinge of winter are suddenly fresh and lush, with the unmistakable green of spring. Birds are nesting, and, here and there, the first tiny lambs explore a brand new world.

Home again, I look out at the mud patch of a garden, decimated by drought, snow and a digging dog, still waiting for me to find the strength, time and energy to dig the flower-beds that I miss. Its single flower-bed is bare for the moment. My roses are yet to waken. But, for once, I don’t mind. Beyond it are the fields and trees… and spring is happening. Why worry about a few feet of garden when there is a whole world of life and beauty out there to savour?

About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She writes alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. Find out more at France and Vincent. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs. Follow her at scvincent.com and on Twitter @SCVincent. Find her books on Goodreads and follow her on Amazon worldwide to find out about new releases and offers. Email: findme@scvincent.com.
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54 Responses to Awakening

  1. Such wonderful photos, and the lamb is a charmer. I’ve just read A God in Ruins by Kate Atkinson, a story that often mentions snow drops. Now I know what they look like – really pretty.

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  2. My garden has been beaten up by a recent record snowfall (for February), so I like your idea of looking beyond that small, sad patch and finding the inevitable beginnings of spring.

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  3. Sadje says:

    Thanks for sharing such beautiful pictures.

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  4. scifihammy says:

    So beautiful! 🙂
    There is nothing to compare to the arrival of Spring in the northern hemisphere. 😀

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  5. Mick Canning says:

    It’s definitely stirring!

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  6. jenanita01 says:

    I don’t know why, but this year Spring seems early and very special…

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  7. wow such wonderful pretty flowers

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  8. joylennick says:

    Such a delightful post, Sue. Beautifully poetic and alive. Thank you for the lovely photos too.. Aaahh! xx

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  9. ksbeth says:

    so glad to see these signs, thanks for such a lovely post, sue –

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  10. No lambs to see yet, but the Canada geese are pairing up.

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  11. It’s still cold and snowy here, looking forward to some springtime!

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  12. Oh, I do love the spring and those photos are glorious, Sue.

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  13. Gwen Plano says:

    Beautiful post and the photos are gorgeous!

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  14. Widdershins says:

    Ours are still buried under many centimeters of snow, but I know there out there, somewhere, waiting. 😀

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  15. Eliza Waters says:

    The yearning for spring increases the longer we have to wait – glad that it has begun for you. We’re still waiting, alas!

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  16. Jennie says:

    Beautiful photos. Adorable lamb. Welcome spring!

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  17. Darlene says:

    I love spring flowers. Always a positive sign.

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