
There is a sound, and if you listen carefully you can hear it. It is the sound of spring starting to happen. It is the sound of seed catalogues being delivered to mailboxes. It is the sound of delight, of gardeners dreaming, envisioning, and planning.

It is the sound of bulbs pushing forth through the frozen soil, and the sap sluggishly moving in trees. It is the sound of clouds bringing spring rain moving across mountains, and valleys, turning from harsh winter snow, into gentle moisture.
There are pencils scribbling, as gardens are being redesigned, wish lists are made, and seeds are being ordered. Computers are whirring, as garden blogs bloom, and cameras are coming out of hibernation.

In some places the sound is louder, spring is well on it's way. In others it is barely a thought, not even yet a whisper. But it will continue to gather strength.
When the last snow shovel is placed in the gardening shed, when the gardening gloves replace the mittens. You will hear it. It is spring, for all of us.
Hi Jen.. Lucky you.. I cant hear it yet!
ReplyDeleteLinda
Yeah buddy! This is a post for motivating the weary!!
ReplyDeleteI've already got a serious case of Spring Fever!
ReplyDeleteJen, I can hear spring but a bit of sunshine would help!
ReplyDeleteBest wishes Sylvia (England)
I can hear it...truly I can!
ReplyDeleteLucky you.. it's not even a whisper here as we spring doesn't start until March sometime.. or even April!
ReplyDeleteNice imagery Jen! I have heard it, a little whisper, I've also caught the slightest scent of earth...lovely...gail
ReplyDeleteCan't hear it here, either. The sound of falling snow is drowning it out. ;D
ReplyDeleteAnother sound at this time of year is the squeak of the highlighter as I mark off which plants I want to order. I use different colors for things I'm definitely going to order, things I might order, & things I want to order maybe next year. How sad is that?
ReplyDeleteI'm still waiting Jen. It's snow-plows and snow-mobiles for the time being where I live. Squeeky, crunching snow, bitter winds.....
ReplyDeletebut I can hear the softest whisper...'Patience, our sleep is not yet over!'
I think I hear it...
ReplyDeleteYes, Spring is calling me. We had to remove all the plants away from the foundation for the porch repairs and I've got a million scribbles about how to rearrange it all by Spring! Wish me luck.
ReplyDeleteI think it's starting to get louder! I'm listening really hard.
ReplyDeleteIt is so loud that I almost have to put in ear plugs!
ReplyDeleteThe sound of spring was drowned out by freezing fog over here today.
ReplyDeleteNot even a whisper can be heard here in Minnesota Land of 10,000 frozen lakes:(
ReplyDeleteJen, don't forget the nightly dreams of what to put where, or how many, etc. etc. Great post for the winter blahs!
ReplyDeleteSame over here. The pulse quickens slightly as I trawl through the catalogues. Yep, no doubt I'll over order!
ReplyDeleteRob
I can hear it ... just wish it was closer.
ReplyDeleteIt is very faint, but I definitely hear the echo of past springs.
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