Spring Fever!

April 2, 2007


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I know it is too early for Spring Fever… just a balmy East Tennessee seasonal tease.  By the week-end, Johnny Wood (local TV guy) says it’s going to be freezing again.

But today is warm and sunny.  Showy red and yellow tullips have sprung up in beds around our downtown building that I did not know existed.

As the roller coaster weather continues so does my life A.D.D.  But Springtime sights like the cherry trees above sure can boost the happy meter.  These beauties grow on either side of my C & D’s  front porch and also dot the landscape all over our town.

Happy Spring. Enjoy while it lasts!


18 Years without Spring!

March 26, 2007

Spring has arrived in East Tennessee. The blooms on the Bartlett pear trees are bright explosions of whiteness. Liza photographed this golden forsythia just yesterday.



These misty blue hills of East Tennessee are my home again, although we have been living on the tropical isle of Key West for the past 18 years. During those years, we came home often… just never in the Spring. We came at Christmas or to escape the South Florida summer heat.

I have missed the mountain Spring time. Magically, the fields and meadows turn from a dull straw color to a bright kelly green. The front porches are edged by screaming yellow daffodils, and fragrant purple hyacinths. Tulips are popping up with loaded blooms ready to explode any day. Changes happen quickly from day to day. Soon it will be the redbuds and then the dogwoods as Spring layers persistently towards summer.

Snow birds and other tourists used to ask us if we missed the seasons in Key West since it was always sunny and warm there. Locals (Conchs) and residents for ten or more years (fresh water Conchs) knew that Spring very much existed there as verified by the glorious, reddish orange Poinciannas Trees that canopy the island every year.

Spring in Key West is subtle, sliding from balmy winter to the long sunny days of summer. And as much as I grew to appreciate the subtle changes of season and light in the tropics, this mountain Spring is coaxing out of me a new hope. A lightness of heart and a new interest in exporing and creating is tempting me. This is the Spring of my childhood, like the ones I remember as the REAL beginning to each of the happy years of my youth.

So happy new year everyone! And warm wishes until next time.

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