March 7, 2011

Ready for Spring

I blame the bulb show. In a recreation of one of my favorite illustrations from Miss Rumphius, I walked into a greenhouse yesterday afternoon. It was a brisk and rainy day. The collar of the jacket was wet, and I stood in a doorway shaking out my umbrella and and scraping my wet, dirty shoes on a mat. But walking into the greenhouse was like walking into the warm, fragrant embrace of your most elegant aunt, full of both life and style. The air was lush with the smell of hyacinths, and I stood in the door, my nose in the air––just like Miss Rumphius, minus the smart outfit and fur muff––enveloped by the smell of spring. I am now ready for radishes, daffodils, light-colored shoes, asparagus, trench coats, and strawberries.

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  • Katie: Oh, I’m ready too. We’ve had milder temps this weekend and the grass is actually emerging from the snow – no new shoots yet, but they’re coming. I am ready for fresh fruit, ballet flats, daffodils, the smell of damp earth, soft breezes and open windows.1 year ago

  • Sarah F: I am SO ready! Then I woke up this morning to snow falling like it does in November.1 year ago

  • Julie: So lovely! Is this the bulb show at Smith!? We always went to that when I was a kid. I remember loving the little fish ponds so much!

    I put away my star lights this weekend, which have been up since November. Felt too springy to keep them with day light savings right around the corner!1 year ago

  • EB: Soooo ready. I bought daffodils over the weekend. They are fighting against the grey sky on the windowsill… they will persevere!1 year ago

  • Katie, Damp earth! Yes! Demeter should make a perfume of that if they haven’t already.

    Sarah F, I hope it melts immediately!

    Julie, Yes! It was such a delight. (And I loved the succulents room, too.)

    EB, I need some daffodils pronto. I think this is the week.1 year ago

  • Alicia Kachmar: Please tell me you went to the bulb show at my alma mater?? Smith!1 year ago

  • Yes! I was with my mom and sis, both Smith alumnae!1 year ago

  • Cadi: I think I need to go buy some daffodils at lunch today, a bunch for my desk and a bunch for my dining room table. One can never have too many daffodils this time of year.1 year ago

  • natalie: I couldn’t be more ready for spring – the sunny weather we’ve been having here in MI is such a tease, because it’s been interspersed with snow! As soon as our driveway melts down, it’s buried with another inch or two. I’m so ready to open the windows, break out the flip-flops, and take my dogs for long walks to the lake.

    Incidentally, Demeter used to make a “thunderstorm” fragrance that smelled dead-on like moist soil – I still have the tiniest bit left in my old bottle, and haven’t used it up because I’m afraid they’ve discontinued it. It is kinda like early spring in a bottle.1 year ago

  • Maureen: Spring doesn’t show up around here till about May, but I can hardly wait! One thing I like to do is buy bags of potting soil and leave them in my car. Love the smell when I get in, just makes me happy.1 year ago

  • Megan: Oh, I love Miss Rumphius! We’re just starting to get glimpses of spring here in the pacific northwest. I can’t wait for my cherry tree to bloom.1 year ago

  • Don’t be afraid to use it up Natalie! They still make it:
    http://www.demeterfragrance.com/Product.aspx?ProductID=966

    I have had the kind of Monday that I thought was beyond hope, but then I came here and read your comments. I just need some daffodils!1 year ago

  • Ashley: What gorgeous photos! I love the colours and the effect with the border. Beautiful!

    Are you posting a poem for March? Don’t mean to be a nag, but I always so look forward to them! =)1 year ago

  • Hahaha. Yes! I was planning on it, but then I was having trouble choosing between two. I promise to make a decision and put one up next week!1 year ago

  • Ashley: Hooray, I will stay tuned! Have a lovely weekend =)1 year ago

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