All it's worth

In one day. Just one day, we got humming birds, orioles, blue birds on our feeders, all the trees were flowering - for some reason we're always the late bloomers in town - and we saw a wild turkey by the pond. We have lilacs all along White Oak and they smell up the whole place. The dark pink blooms of the crab tree were ringed with hundreds of blooming daffodils, the tulips were still pretty and I got my first whiff of iris. The old fashioned light purple ones smell like grape Koolaid. Try it. Some years we can soak up that spring bounty for weeks. It was just glorious this year. And too brief. The wind and rain came and now the the ground is littered with warm, colorful petals. The spring flowers are withered by the heat/wind/rain/cold combo, now the wind is flinging their remains. We've still got the birds and they'll stay the rest of the summer performing antics and being pretty. And the next set of flowers to bloom is getting in place for their show. But, see what I mean? Enjoy it for all you're worth when it happens. It never lasts. Some years, remarkably less. But neither does the bad stuff. I know I got my spring's worth in that one day. Here's hoping you do too. XOXO