An Earlier Spring in The Sister’s Garden – Chapel Hill, NC

I know I’m rushing things, but today, the first day of Spring, needs to be encouraged. I’ve been enjoying Beverly Nichols, English garden writer, AGAIN. I’ve written about him in an earlier post should you want to remind yourself who he is. I can’t think of anyone more delightful to share the start of Spring with. Clap your hands and believe!

“Dramatic is the only word for the way spring came, that year. For weeks the earth had been icebound, like an empty theatre. Then, suddenly, the lights were turned on, up above. The delicate fingers of the wind switched away the dust sheets of the snow. And the empty arena filled, as though with cloaks and dresses and scarves, in a thousand shades of green.”                  A Village in a Valley (1934)