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| Irish Spring First Day of Spring -- tomorrow! And aren't we all waiting, with open arms welcoming? Equinox means equal, and "the vernal equinox is considered the first day of Spring; finally, the day and night are of equal length". The accompanying photo rightly depicts some country roads on the Emerald Isle. And like our Spring, the Irish have a little bit of rain almost everyday. And every day they DO have a rainbow. Rainbows are so treasured here, and as common as clouds there. On our own little hill in Clare, we have bushy growths of day lillies, little nubs of crocus and tulips, sprouting blades of hyacinths, promising green stalks of surprise lillies, and an abundance of daffodil buds. The hyacinths have the best smell, I would love a whole bed of them. The surprise lillies came from my own father as he was demolishing a building where they would be destroyed. He was their savior and them I continually savor; especially since they surprise us with beauteous pink blooms in August. I'm sentimental about the daffodils, too, they were given to me twice by my mother-in-law. I will forever think of her with tendre affection in the spring when up shoots new life from her gifts. As noted in Monday's blog, this week is always momentous -- Ides of March, and grandpa's birthday --St. Patrick's Day, and Mitch's transcendence --and finally, the first day of Spring. Happy Spring! "If you do not sow in the spring, you will not reap in the fall." -- Irish Proverb |
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