Spring Nostalgia

There is a certain nostalgia, I think, in the way the seasons turn. We revel in the autumn trees, red, orange and yellow like a campfire captured in leaves; then one day the leaves are brown and falling to the ground, leaving us with the memory of the fiery forests that stood what seems like only yesterday. We sometimes forget the true beauty of the season around us—fall leaves, freshly blanketed snow, flowers beginning to blossom or the feverish heat of the summer sun—until the weather shifts and we are left with memories.

This spring I was struck by the simple elegance of the flowers that sprouted around my house. My wonder is nicely summarized in this passage from The Handmaid’s Tale by Margaret Atwood: “There is something subversive about this garden… a sense of buried things bursting upwards, wordlessly, into the light, as if to point, to say: Whatever is silenced will clamour to be heard, though silently.” I love those words because they paint flowers as more than delicate pink petals on green flesh. Flowers are a subtle sign of nature’s strength; that a seed can be buried and then grow bravely, deliberately, through the soil and towards the sky.

Back in April, I published a post of photos on a whim; I had just arrived home to find a colourful sky and flowers still with raindrops from a storm. I loved photographing the flowers so much that I continued throughout the spring. Now, although I am enjoying the warm summer weather I find myself missing the bright yellows and painted pinks. In case you, like me, are having a nostalgic moment for the beauty of spring, here are some of my favourite photos of flowers; bursting up, wordlessly, to show themselves to the world, if only until the seasons inevitably turn.

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A Glimpse of Spring

Today was one of those too-beautiful-for-words kind of days. It was warm and sunny during the day, but by early afternoon dark clouds had set in. The clouds gave way to rain and a tiny thunderstorm (I say “tiny” as if I didn’t jump out of my skin when I was walking outside and was surprised by a clap of thunder). After the clouds parted, a double rainbow appeared. Now, as I write this, the sky is pink and yellow and orange; all of the colours, all at once.

It’s been a rainy April where I live, but I’m not complaining about it — the rain has made the grass green, and brought beautiful, blossoming flowers. I decided to photograph the flowers tonight, alongside the sky, and I immediately knew I wanted to include my photos in a blog post. If a picture says a thousand words, then this post is a spring novel.

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If we were having coffee…

I’ve read lots of posts in the past few months with this prompt, so I thought I would give it a try!


If we were having coffee, I would tell you that I don’t actually like coffee. I would consider ordering hot chocolate, which I don’t actually like either, and probably settle on a smoothie or frozen drink depending on what coffee place we were at.

If we were having coffee, I would tell you that I’m excited for the upcoming long weekend, and that I’m really excited because there are lots of exciting things happening in my life in the coming weeks!

If we were having coffee, I would tell you that I’ve been entering a lot of writing contests lately and having a lot of fun with my writing-related projects. I would tell you that I joined the Daydreamer Challenge and you should join too because it should be a lot of fun!

If we were having coffee, I would tell you that I had a crazy week with lots of unexpected opportunities and fun moments. I would also tell you that I crossed lots of things off of my gigantic to-do list!

If we were having coffee, I would tell you that I’m so happy that it’s actually starting to resemble spring where I live. I would tell you that the birds are chirping in the mornings and all of the snow has melted, and daffodils are starting to grow!

Okay, I know this isn't a daffodil but it's close enough. At least it's yellow...
Okay, I know this isn’t a daffodil but it’s close enough. At least it’s yellow…

If we were having coffee, I would tell you that my favourite quote this past week was “Be who you are”. I would tell you that I haven’t really had a favourite song, but I’ve been listening to “Happy pop” playlists on Songza.

If we were having coffee, I would tell you that I love my blogging community and it makes me incredibly happy.

What would you tell me?