Come Back Spring

by Stefani on 18-February-2008

“She is coming, my own, my sweet.
Be it ever so airy a tread,
My heart would hear her and beat.”

– Lord Alfred Tennyson

Timid Spring, do come back.

Winter = Brown

Come back to stay. No more of these quick sunny kisses, wrapping us up in your arms only to leave again.

Lake Pointe Cottages

In your coming, you leave us breathless with promises of sheets drying in the sun, berry stained fingers and bare feet. Lemon pies and tender green things, buttercup noses and lying on our bellies watching the ceaseless industry of ants.

But then you go again, leaving only brown, grey, questions of when, when will we see her again?

Spring Gone By

When you leave, look back and see us gasping, shivering, aching for your embrace, and turn ’round.

Texas Lighthouse

Come back Spring. We promise to love you, breathe you, delight in all your charms.

Found Objects

Come back Spring.

Tracy February 18, 2008 at 6:33 am

I had forgotten how much I like Tennyson. I hope Spring hears your call. For everyone’s sake.

molly February 18, 2008 at 7:11 am

amen.

beautiful, beautiful pictures. My front door is open right now. It’s gray, but mild. I’ll take what bits of spring i can find.

Crystal February 18, 2008 at 7:20 am

We are a lucky bunch here in TN right now. Very Spring like weather-sunny and chilly and damp. You photos are great. Especially like the vacation cabins. I think it would be great to take the kids and loll about in one of those. 🙂

Sarah Jackson February 18, 2008 at 8:00 am

Beautiful call for spring.

I’ll try and send some of our spring your way. She disappeared for a few days, but she’s back now. I’m sure she’s on her way to you soon!

kristin February 18, 2008 at 8:13 am

i have never wanted spring more than this year…my spirit needs it.

jo February 18, 2008 at 8:16 am

I so want “berry stained fingers and barefeet”
Lovely words

amy February 18, 2008 at 11:24 am

that last picture is amazing!!!!

Jade February 18, 2008 at 11:55 am

You need to write a book. Period.

AMBER February 18, 2008 at 3:29 pm

We’ve enjoyed a few days of spring here but I am anxious for its full return… In time.

natasha s February 18, 2008 at 6:12 pm

what a beautiful post.You summed up the way I have been feeling so well.

Molly February 18, 2008 at 6:43 pm

We won’t see spring for quite some time… Traditionally, our biggest storms have been in March. April, the melting begins. May, we see what you see–the dull brown, but also the peeking of green.

Molly February 18, 2008 at 6:44 pm

We won’t see spring for quite some time… Traditionally, our biggest storms have been in March. April, the melting begins. May, we see what you see–the dull brown, but also the peeking of green.

Ellie February 19, 2008 at 3:25 am

What beautiful lamenting words and images. That lighthouse photo is spectacular. And the dried hydranga flower so perfect.
Here is Australia it is Summer – hot, humid, rainy. Our seasons aren’t quite as distinct as yours – it’s so lovely hearing you yearn for Spring.

Maureen February 20, 2008 at 3:06 pm

Your photos are awesome….

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