Thursday, March 20, 2008

For Dawn....

...and for other dear friends still longing for spring.

"Springtime's comin'," he said. "Cannot tha' smell it?"

Mary sniffed and thought she could.

"I smell something nice and fresh and damp," she said.

"That's th' good rich earth," he answered, digging away. "It's in a good humor makin' ready to grow things. It's glad when plantin' time comes. It's dull in th' winter when it's got nowt to do. In th' flower gardens out there things will be stirrin' down below in th' dark. Th' sun's warmin' 'em. You'll see bits o' green spikes stickin' out o' th' black earth after a bit."

"What will they be?" asked Mary.

"Crocuses and snowdrops an' daffydowndillys....Tha'll have to wait for 'em. They'll poke up a bit higher here, an' push out a spike more there, an' uncurl a leaf this day an' another that."

(from Chapter 7, "The Key of the Garden," The Secret Garden, Frances Hodgson Burnett.)


Mom2Morgan.Dylan said...

Waaaaahhhh! We don't even have the slightest hint of anything green peeking up from our gardens. Enjoy! ~Dawn

Elizabeth said...

My hyacynth's are blooming but that's about it. Those are beautiful!