Spring Is In The Air!

The title of this post may be such a reckless cliché, but hey, it still makes me feel like going Tra La La. And it's true, because I'm kind of glad my mum forced me under pain of death (well, not literally, she didn't threaten me with a gun or anything, but I like that expression) to take some fresh air and go to one of the shops near our country house. I was against it at first because I had a mountain of homework and I still wanted to blog, so to me it felt like a time-waster, but that excuse sort of backfired, because that's what gave me the idea for this post.

So, I'm sure you guys recall that a month ago I wrote a rant about how the British weather gods urgently need to sort out their differences and stop that March snow. Well, they're evidently followers of my blog (through what I wonder? Google Deity Connect?), because after that post, they took matters straight into their hands and dealt with the ol' winter-in-spring mess-up. Because after a brief period of mild-temperatured, boring weather, now it actually feels like archetypal, clichéd spring. And that's probably the only time you'll hear me use those words in a positive context. Because for classic, legendary things (and no, I'm not talking about Mozart here) like spring, they are the biggest compliments.

I like spring. In its stereotypical ideals, at least. After the bitingly cold temperatures of February and March, and before people get bored of heat round about July, it comes when people have exhausted this year's snow novelty (autumn is like this too, but instead it reminds people that this boring old heat will go and soon there will be snow and Christmas and the like) and gives us a welcome taste of bearable heat. And like the red leaves of the other in-between season, it gives us a genuine natural beauty. And of course, if it's beauty, I'll give you some pictures!

Light blue and a picture-perfect green. The best spring colours you'll find.

Our own primroses and other people's garden/cemetery daffodils. I love the way some of the flowers glow in the camera, they're so bright.

I really like this picture. I love how the trees loop over to frame our back garden river and the swan. He seems so still and isolated, as if he's drinking in the natural beauty. And if you look closely, his reflection looks like a bull with horns :).

And of course, spring is when all the macaws migrate to Suffolk! :)
-DP :)

Do you like the spring season? Or are winter, summer or autumn more your thing? Don't hesitate to comment!