This has nothing to do with Stravinsky’s ballet, but a yearly exercise of putting winter away and embracing Spring wholeheartedly. Today I put away all the dark browns and grays and navy linens and brought out the pinks and purples and leaf greens in my bedrooms. Suddenly I felt like I was walking into a personal flower garden for my own personal joy.
This simple act always sends my mind whirling back to my home as a child when this simple rite of spring was always quite a production. Away went feather ticks, home made wool batten quilts carried outdoors to a clothes line for airing out and to get some sun shine sterilizing before stored away in the attic . Nice light linens replaced flannels, and somehow that simple act succeeded in lightening our spirits as well.
Emily Dickinson once wrote, “A light exists in Spring, beautifully capturing the way that Spring slowly appears, like a light in the distance.” That light came to my house today!
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