The Color of Spring

"Happiness? The color of it must be spring green." —Frances Mayes

I'd be willing to believe that if happiness had a color, it would be the green of emerging leaves.

Yesterday, I spent a lovely half hour walking through a garden center. The most beautiful fragrance floated through the air, and the sun was warm on my face.

SPRING ARRIVED—LET'S TAKE A BREAK

While no one was looking, spring sneaked in, but I—and the hundreds of other customers at the garden centers—recognized the lovely visitor.

I'm always happy to take a break from the routine. No, I'm not going anywhere. I'm just going to garden a little every day because Spring is my favorite season. That's my way of dealing with spring fever.

Funny how the phrase Spring Fever has become the name for many things including college festivals, triathlons, mixed drinks, perfume, several movies, poems, and books. For thousands of years, spring equinox has been celebrated in pagan rituals. (I guess one could characterize  college spring break as a bit pagan too.)

Humans haven't changed much since cavemen hunted T-Rex. Even today, we look forward to similar pursuits that involve shedding winter wools and slipping on tee shirts, shorts, and sandals.

SEASON OF YEARNING

My grandfather always said spring fever is when "a young man's fancy turns to thoughts of love." I looked up spring fever in the dictionary. It defined spring fever as "a feeling of languor or yearning brought on by the coming of spring."

Since I'm a romance author, I write about yearning all the time. In my novels, a man and a woman yearn for each other—often against their better judgment. That's what creates the push-pull in a relationship that can be quite funny.

In the end, all that really matters is that winter is over and spring is here. Hurray. Go forth and celebrate! 

TAKEAWAY TRUTH

By the way, if you don't garden, try it. It's like Luther Burbank said, "Flowers always make people better, happier, more hopeful."

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