I LOVE SPRING. I think I've said that before here. Well, its true. I really do. I think its my favorite.
I remember as a kid wanting to get married in the beginning of March because that is when our fields were at their most beautiful! The buckeye trees were all green, as was the grass. Flowers were everywhere. It was magical! I could just picture myself at the top of the "Big Rock" (a rock that covered several acres) in my beautiful white wedding dress and my husband in his black suit taking pictures under the buckeye and oak trees. Or by the corral & barn under the walnut and cottonwood trees. Or leaning against the ruins of Great-Uncle Art's house (he was the original owner of our property). Or sitting on the bridges over the creek. And then having a big BBQ reception down in the Park area where the BBQ pit, shooting range, and our favorite swimming hole is. It kinda makes me sad that this won't happen now, but its okay. It was a great fantasy! :)
Anyway, I'm not sure where that random memory came from, but I do love spring. I love the flowering trees and the green grass. I love the freshness and new-ness of everything. I always feel invigorated when spring arrives.