April is the cruelest month breeding Lilacs out of the dead land mixing Memory and desire stirring Dull roots with spring rain. Winter kept us warm covering Earth in a forgetful snow feeding A little life with dried tubers.
March 20th. Marks the 1st day of true spring. The Goddess blankets the Earth with fertility bursting forth from Her sleep as the God stretches and grows to maturity. He walks the greening fields and delights in the abundance of Nature. This is a time of beginnings of action of planting spells for future gains and of tending ritual gardens.
Sweet spring full of sweet days and roses a box where sweets compacted lie.
Every year back spring comes with nasty little birds yapping their fool heads off.
April is the cruelest month breeding Lilacs out of the dead land mixing Memory and desire stirring Dull roots with spring rain. Winter kept us warm covering Earth in a forgetful snow feeding A little life with dried tubers.
All Nature wears one universal grin.
What potent blood hath modest May!
Spring is when you feel like whistling even with a shoe full of slush.
April prepares her green traffic light and the world thinks Go.
First a howling blizzard woke us Then the rain came down to soak us And now before the eye can focus Crocus.
One attraction in coming to the woods to live was that I should have leisure and opportunity to see the spring come in.
Sweet April showers Do spring May flowers.
Its spring feveryou dont know quite what it is you want but it just fairly makes your heart ache you want it so.
March 20th. Marks the 1st day of true spring. The Goddess blankets the Earth with fertility bursting forth from Her sleep as the God stretches and grows to maturity. He walks the greening fields and delights in the abundance of Nature. This is a time of beginnings of action of planting spells for future gains and of tending ritual gardens.
Spring makes everything look filthy.
April showers bring May flowers.