April 7, 2010
Spring is sooner recognized by plants than men (Chinese proverb)
I often overlook these Spring beginnings, going about my business until trees bask in full foliage, flowers in full bloom. And then, oh there you are, Spring! So nice to see you. Spring seems to happen as I carry on in this little world of mine, preoccupied with longer days of sunlight, fewer layers of clothing, more talk of farmer’s markets. This new life, it seems, arrives in full force in a matter of days, minutes, seconds even. And then I take notice. How lovely and full the hydrangea bush this year. Would you smell that lilac! These hostas are out of control! But Spring happens way before that, right under my nose, and I often miss it. The tulip buds before the bloom, the lilac bush before the perfumed flowers, the curled hosta shoots before the bush, the folded hydrangea leaves before the blossoms. I miss the pre-show, the period of pre-leaf and pre-flower (these are all very technical botanical terms, I’m sure). I miss the green life that tip toes in while I’m still distracted by mostly bare branches and flowerbeds. I resolved to remedy that this year. Well, I resolved to remedy that this year as I was pulling into our drive this evening. Out of the corner of my eye I caught the Dogwood tree. Still looks bare, I thought. Can’t wait for that to flower. But after a second glance I spotted what you see here, tiny new life. And on closer inspection, it was seeming to happen all around me.