Welcome Spring

Yay! Spring is finally here! My flowers are starting to bloom again and the sounds of birdsongs in the air! Fresh scent of wet grass illuminates the atmosphere.

Here is a poem by Thomas Nashe:

Spring, The Sweet Spring
Spring, the sweet spring, is the year’s pleasant king,
Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring,
Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing:
    Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!

The palm and may make country houses gay,
Lambs frisk and play, the shepherds pipe all day,
And we hear aye birds tune this merry lay:
    Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!

The fields breathe sweet, the daisies kiss our feet,
Young lovers meet, old wives a-sunning sit,
In every street these tunes our ears do greet:
    Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to witta-woo!

                                                             Birds in my weeds hehe

                                                                 Beautiful flowers from my gar

Enjoy spring everybody...summer is around the corner!

To every [thing there is] a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: Ecclesiastes 3:1