Do you have a favorite book?
I’ve read tons of books, some of which I love and some that I can’t even bring myself to finish. I’ve never been able to name a favorite…until now! I just finished the classic, The Secret Garden, by Frances Hodgson Burnett. Seriously, this book made me hungry for Spring.
While engulfed in its pages, I was a child, yearning for spring’s cool air to redden my face and liven my lungs.
As the children in the book, dug in the dirt and planted for hours each day, I was with them; positive I’d have to wash my soil caked hands once it came time to put the book down.
As the children in the book, made friends with woodland creatures and communicated with robins; I watched my bird feeders with new attention, mesmerized by the same chickadee I’d seen a thousand times and desperate for a glimpse of the season’s first robin.
As the children of the book watched their hard work flourish with the help of sun and rain and found themselves similarly flourishing, I schemed reasons to be outdoors and vowed to take advantage of all spring has to offer!
So, I decided to make a Spring Watering Can List. (Yes, that is my ever so clever take on a “bucket” list, Spring style.)
Spring Watering Can List:
- Visit 3 greenhouses.
- Plant something from seed.
- Plant a flower I’ve never seen before.
- Go for a family bike ride.
- Have a family picnic.
- Go on a nature walk – treasure hunt.
- Make bug crafts with the boys.
- Make spring dirt cupcakes and deliver to people.
- Feed the ducks.
- But a new pair of shorts.
- Take a day to photograph spring’s beauty.
- Field trip to a garden.
- Enjoy the early spring Farmer’s Market.
- Go for an early morning outdoor walk.
- Watch the stars on a blanket with my hubby.
What’s on your Spring Watering Can List?
What is your favorite part of Spring?
Have you read The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett? What did you think?
I have to leave you with one of my favorite quotes from The Secret Garden. It’s long, but beautiful:
“One of the strange things about living in the world is that it is only now and then one is quite sure one is going to live forever and ever and ever. One knows it sometimes when one gets up at the tender solemn dawn-time and goes out and stands alone and throws one’s head far back and looks up and up and watches the pale sky slowly changing and flushing and marvelous unknown things happening until the East almost makes one cry out and one’s heart stands still at the strange unchanging majesty of the rising of the sun – which has been happening every morning for thousands and thousands and thousands of years. One knows it then for a moment or so. And one knows it sometimes when one stands by oneself in a wood at sunset and the mysterious deep gold stillness slanting through the under branches seems to be saying slowly again and again something one cannot quite hear, however much one tries. Then sometimes the immense quiet of the dark blue at night with millions of stars waiting and watching makes one sure; and sometimes the sound of far-off music makes it true; and sometimes a look in some one’s eyes.
And it was like that with Colin when he first saw and heard and felt the Sprngtime inside the four high walls of a hidden garden. That afternoon the whole world seemed to devote itself to being perfect and radiantly beautiful and kind to one boy. Perhaps out of pure heavenly goodness the spring came and crowded everything it possibly could into that one place.”
Have a blessed, inspired Spring.