a love letter....

springtime, oh springtime how do i love thee? let me count the ways...

     i love you in the early morning when the air still holds the chill of the night, the dew stands like jewels on the grass & i hear the song of the mourning dove coming in through my long closed window, now open to the sweet, fresh air.

     i love you in the morning when i go out to survey the days work in the gardens, reveling in just being out of doors. the quiet moments watching the steam rise lazily from my mug of morning coffee.

     i love you in the mid morning when sun comes in at the east window reflecting through the crystals i hung there and scattering a multitude of tiny rainbows everywhere, reminding me of the possibilities of each glorious day.

     i love you in the daytime with the golden sun warming the soil, releasing its heady scent, full of the promise of summer flowers. or, on a grey day, when the rain falls gently and melodically like a lullaby sung to a fretting baby.

     i love you in the afternoon when my young son and i can escape to the backyard & have adventures of all sorts and his delight at all the wondrous things the new season brings for him to discover.

     i love you in the mid afternoon as i go for a stroll, unencumbered by the trappings of winter wear, enjoying the first buds & blooms of the year. or, perhaps, as i steal a lazy moment or two in the hammock under the tree, staring up through the branches now dressed in green.

     i love you in the early evening as the laughter of children & the relaxing drone of lawnmowers fill the golden air, me ever trying to resist the temptation to flop down on my voluminous comforter and float away in a nap.

     i love you in all your guises... warm, cold, wet, dry, muddy, loamy, green, sunny and grey. i love your ever changing moods & the promises you whisper. my dear springtime, i long to revel in the joys you bring!  please come soon or i feel i shall go mad for want of your sweet presence...