spring has sprung 2020

there's something in the air

flowers are blooming

lambs are a-frolicking

hey, it's spring!

. When I was a young Mum, so that's really a long time ago, I worked in a tourist shop in Downtown Square, Auckland. I kid you not - the tourists wanted postcards (pre mobile phone photos) of lambs, to send to their friends. Lambs with daffodils in the photo. It always amused me. 

Ah, finally. Spring has sprung. Lucky, lucky us in Down Under, in New Zealand. Is it just me, or does our country have the loveliest spring?

Both of my elder children (I hate calling them children, one is a grandmother, it just sounds so wrong), have lambs frolicking at their small farms. Actually, the lambs always come before spring, but my goodness, what could be cuter than a new born anything.

Spring is such a time of hope, for me. The hope season. Hope for good things for all sentient beings and for me that includes Mother Earth (Papatuanuku), and all of the plant realm. All realms. Seen and unseen. Especially at this time in history.

It's like a little flutter of something in the heart. I feel it every year. An excitement. Maybe it's just me hanging out for the sun. But I think not. It's a time of growth, birth, renewal. We have been through the season of nourishment from the rain; the winds blowing everything clean; the natural slight hibernation from the weather and shorter days. Like a flower blooming, spring allows us to do the same. 

freesias popping up everywhere, I love them, they remind me of happy years with my Nanna and aunt

I feel the need to do some spring cleaning in my home. More clearing-the-decks, so to speak. My body wants to move more. I am wondering if I have any wearable spring clothes. 

Excitement. Movement. Getting ready to frolic. Ah, I love spring. I often wonder if all Librans (that's me!) love the in-between seasons of both autumn and spring, as we are so much into maintaining balance, and moderation. 

** link here for this week's yoga post with some lovely sequences