Spring into Summer
It is virtually impossible for the time when spring becomes summer to go unnoticed. Admittedly in England the weather doesn’t always oblige, but nature will carry on regardless.
Currently the lush greens of spring are bursting out of every corner of the countryside, and the delicate pink and white blossoms are soon to be replaced with flowers of every colour emerging from the ever vibrant expanse of green.
In our corner of the UK the clouds of cow parsley, hawthorn blossom and lilacs are heralding a triumphant end to spring, and telling us something big and exciting is just around the corner - summer! The birds provide a noisy chorus from dawn till dusk to accompany natures celebration, and butterflies dance before our eyes at every turn. It feels magical.
No wonder the height of this season is associated with so many tales of magic. Midsummer technically marks the beginning of summer, but as the days begin to darken from this day on, I always see it as the moment when natures madness, magic and momentum is at its peak. The weeks preceding this day are like the preparation for some great event, as excitement fills the air and the beauty of nature bursts forth to take part. Obviously it continues to bloom beyond this day, but somehow it feels much calmer.
In the situation we currently find ourselves in, it can be hard to muster excitement for anything when the future is still so unknown. But comfort can be taken in the fact that nature continues bloom and grow, taking no notice of what has taken over our lives so completely. The outdoors are beckoning to us, telling us summer is close, and I find myself getting lost in the excitement too, focusing on nothing but this one moment. The sweet smell of the lilacs. The happy buzz of the bees. The warm sun on my skin, and the swallows swooping high overhead.