Spring fever is a term applied to several sets of physical and psychological symptoms associated with the arrival of spring says Wikipedia. It isn’t mentioned here, but I can tell you that at my house it includes being so excited that you can’t sleep. And, you should limit reading gardening books too late at night–might cause an adrenalin rush!
It is way too easy for me to get spring fever — regardless of the time of year. I start counting down the days until spring the day after Christmas. So, you could say that today is a day I look forward to most of the year. However, due to current low temperatures, the quote by Hal Borland below is one I am clinging to today…
No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn. – Hal Borland
Look at this… the difference between this year and last year …. same week!
But, I am not discouraged …. no, not one little bit. Spring is my friend and I am willing to wait. I’ll be seeing the forsythia and daffodils blooming soon and I’ll be filling buckets with Moo Poo tea to soak those bareroot roses I ordered this winter while I was “patiently” waiting on spring. Soon … real soon. Fingers crossed!
Ready and waiting……………
Do you have anything blooming in your garden or are you, like me, “patiently” waiting?
My dad went home to heaven on Monday, January 14, 2013. He was a faithful Christian and knew what awaited him. Some of his final words were that he could see my mom and she had a cup of coffee ready for him. It had been 23 years since she had fixed him a cup of coffee and he was excited! She was known for her coffee. You can read about my mom and her “coffee culture” here. As much as I miss them, I love it that they are together again. They were soul mates.
Today I hung my dad’s jacket in my Potting Shed. I love seeing it while I’m working.
And, the forsythia cuttings I took from his yard are blooming and getting leaves!!
This jacket, the forsythia and these pictures will give me much pleasure in the years to come.
Even though they don’t rate as high on my list as roses, herbs and hydrangeas, forsythias do have a special place in my heart for several reasons.
REASON #1: Forsythia blooms signal it is time to give my roses their spring trim.
REASON #2: Just when winter is at it’s most dreary and I am ready to scream, out pops these bright, beautiful blooms.
REASON #3: Forsythia can be forced to bloom inside even before it is warm enough to bloom outside. Another late winter perk.
REASON #4 (And, the most special reason): My parents loved forsythia. As most of you know, my dad passed away in January of 2013, and one of his last conversations about his yard was that he was looking forward to seeing the forsythia bloom. That now takes forsythia to another level!
I cut some of Dad’s forsythia in hope that I could force it to bloom for his memorial service but we didn’t have enough time.
Each spring seeing the forsythia bloom makes feel a little closer to my mom & dad. And, it will remind me that it is time to get the roses trimmed and let the bloom thyme begin!