Spring in Maine is not a gradual occurrence. We do not get a slow warming trend that step by step leads to a glowing and beautiful spring. In Maine, spring happens all at once. It is an immediate occurrence. Yes, there is a initial stage where the ice recedes a bit, but that cannot be called spring because the land is still barren and terribly cold. In Maine, we jump from a very long winter that ends one day to a spring that begins the next day.
|Some Canada geese enjoying the sun.|
The sun is angling much higher in the sky now. It’s rising in a different location and setting in a different location. Only a month or so ago, I could see the sun rising early in the morning through a certain spot in the trees, and I photographed it quite often because it was so beautiful to see. Now that spot has been abandoned, and the sun has moved quite a bit to the left. It’s warmer outside, too, and that’s very inviting after such a long and cold winter.
The vegetation has not returned yet, although a couple of brave crocuses have popped their pretty little purple heads up. My eyes drink in the sight of these flowers as if they were a masterpiece hanging in the Louvre. A tiny crocus, a flower that most people wouldn’t even notice, becomes an exquisite work of art to me. It looks so foreign in its still-gray and barren landscape, but its presence is like a heralding trumpet shouting, “Make way for spring! Make way for spring!”
And the Canada geese have returned. I saw the first famous V-formation flock flying north over my head just a week ago. Yes, I think it’s safe to say that spring is here.