The years just keep rolling along, and spring arrives, more or less on schedule, about this time every year–and about six months earlier or later in the southern hemisphere–moving around the world and never holding still for long. 
We get a couple of days of warm weather, and everyone is out mowing lawns, some for the first time this year. Pollen is in the air, fertilizing trees and flowers, bringing sneezes and congestion to the allergy-prone. Smiles spring up with the flowers and sunshine. 
Dreams of vegetable gardens and flower beds stir in my head. Perhaps this year I will keep the garden weeded. Perhaps this year I will get everything planted on time. Perhaps this year…
In the springtime, all is possible. Soon enough reality will set in, and I will remember how hard it is to keep up with flowers and vegetables and, most of all, weeds. But for today, I prefer to hold on to my fantasies. Springtime is a time for dreaming.
Sparrow Thoughts 
Very nice pictures. Our tulips and a few daffodils bloomed. Not sure why all didn’t. Our fruit tree blossomed, but the last couple days it was in the mid-20’s overnight. I hope we get fruit, but I am prepared (mentally) if we don’t. I like your thoughts of dreaming. I like that stage of gardening. I hope to do better beyond that this year. 🙂
Thanks! I hope that freeze won’t kill off the fruit. Our rhodie’s buds are opening up now, looking beautiful. And I agree about liking this stage of gardening. I think I do better at planning than at carrying my plans out…
I think I like autumn best of all. You’ve seen what grew and what didn’t. There’s the end of the harvest and you get to store stuff for later. Mowing the lawn can be stretched out for more days between. You get to shred lots of stuff that is dying off. Compost is a kind of hope for the future. Spring has the urgency to plant, but in autumn you can take it slower.
You make some good points, Ken. I do like autumn, too, and the chance to relax after all the yard and garden work of summer. Plus the hot weather fades away, and I get my energy back. Autumn makes me want to travel, too. All the years I homeschooled my boys, we would leave for a camping vacation at the start of September, the day the other kids headed back to school. I still get restless when that time comes.