What does spring look like in your neighborhood?
The first days of spring look brown and dirty. The dripping of water off the roof calls out
the first notes of the season. Water
seems to be everywhere. Slowly, the
grass begins to wake and turn green. At
my house, the tulips and crocuses begin poking out of the ground. I try to get out and begin clipping back the
dead stems of last years plants if I haven’t done the task months prior. Birds come back from their southern journey
and add to the tune of spring. I love
this time of year. The air grows warm. I can toss the winter coat in the closet along
with the boots, gloves, hats, and scarves.
Just thinking about spring, I become giddy with excitement.
This coming spring will be sad. Part of the joy of spring for me is waiting
in anticipation for the big semis turning off of Green Meadow Drive and onto
Mill Road. The trucks deliver new
plants, trees, and compost to the neighborhood green house. This April the trucks will not be coming
unless the business is sold to someone who will keep the business a green house
of flowers and tree and bushes. Yes,
this spring will not be as fun as springs past. I will have to do something to make the season
new and unique to replace the fun of the green house.
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