Sprinting Spring

Time moves far too fast when you’re getting ready to relocate.  Between spring cleaning and house staging, I feel as if I’m missing spring!

It seems as if just a moment ago the red maple (Acer rubrum) trees were still in burgundy bud, and now their growing green “helicopter” seeds have mellowed the crimson blooms so that the trees look decked with flakes of copper.


I allow my forsythia (Forsythia x intermedia) to grow rather large and wild; it’s tallest branches reach up to my second story window. The arching stems and myriad bright yellow blossoms make it look a little like a firework.

The forsythia bushes (Forsythia x intermedia), tulip magnolia (Magnolia lilliflora), and spicebush (Lindera benzoin) are in full bloom, not to mention actual tulips and daffodils.


The tiny, chartreuse blossoms of the spicebush (Lindera benzoin) are a true sign of spring. The spicebush is a native shrub/small tree in this area of Virginia and, having evolved here for millennia, really “knows” when it’s spring for sure.

I have already seen mourning cloak (Nymphalis antiopa), tiger swallowtail (Papilio glaucus), and cabbage white (Pieris rapae) butterflies!


The mourning cloak (Nymphalis antiopa) butterfly is one of the first to emerge in spring because its caterpillars feed on willow trees, which are among the first to leaf out.

It’s wonderful to watch the Earth wake up, all blossoms and bird song – if only time would slow just a little so that I could enjoy it longer.


It makes me unreasonably happy when the willows finally turn green. My inner child skips around singing “It’s here, it’s heeeere, spring is really heeeere!”

To capture the few seasonal moments I had between cleaning and donation runs to the local YMCA, I thought I’d write a couple of haiku poems.

I wanted to do it “right”, of course, so I quickly Googled the how-to.  Big mistake.  The rules I learned in grade school apparently no longer apply.  By the time I was done being confused by the many voices and opinions on what English haiku should comprise, I decided it would be easier just to call the following “triplet” poems.

So, here are the four quick triplets that describe the spring moments of my March:


cold hands

tucking in tiny roots and

courageous leaves

breaking ice,

wild yellow explodes


warm earth

soft pink petals


trilling, proud

and persistent, he calls

to his future

Happy Spring! A Guest Post by Abigail Birch

I am pleased to introduce another writer in the family; my daughter Abigail.  She’s a nature-minded fourth grader and has a wonderful way with words.  Enjoy!

Hi! I am very excited to blog here with my mom and tell you all about my spring experiences!  I also added a poem about spring at the bottom of my paragraph.


Tulips growing in our front garden.

Yesterday afternoon I noticed five blooming tulips in our front yard and realized that spring is finally here!  I was so overjoyed!  I then looked around and saw many blooming daffodils, tulips, crocuses and cherry trees.

But one thing was wrong one plastic bag was floating and got itself stuck in a tree!  My smile immediately turned into a frown and I quickly ran outside to try to catch it but it drifted away too quickly when I was running after it I saw many candy wrappers, bags and, of course, beer cans. It was not fun to see.  I stopped running and sadly watched it drift away that part was very sad.  But things turned around when I had the idea to pick up all the trash I saw on the way and boy was there a lot of it!  When I finally reached home I had armfuls of trash I was so happy to throw it all away and rest!

Goodbye for now and here is my poem! – Abbey


Robins playing in my yard

Butterflies everywhere

Flying once again to flowers growing


Meadows Rivers and Things

Spring spreads across to everything!


Abigail Birch, 9 1/2 years old.


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