One of my favorite thing about Spring is all the fresh, fragrant smells in the air. You can feel a subtle shift in the outdoors as the air warms, buds and blooms starting appearing, and oh the smells! So delicious. I just want to breathe them in.
One of the first things that blooms at my California abode is the wisteria climbing the fence. I attempted to paint it and then wrote this poem to Spring.

A beautiful scent Drifting on a warm breeze New growth Emerging from patches of snow Still clinging to the ground Infant leaves and fragrant blossoms Promises not yet fulfilled But exciting nonetheless The world is waking up From its slumber Yawning and stretching To break free of its icy tomb Which holds not death, But life In the smallest of packages Winter is not death But a deep sleep And it's time to wake up! © 2023 Sharon L Letson


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