#on spring

[weltenwellen]

May Sarton, The Poetry of May Sarton Volume One

[fairydrowning]

"It's March. I open the window and spring floats in, kisses me on the nose. I have waited so long–and now the Sun is washing the world in yellow, and now the seeds sprout green in the dirt, and now the trees are budding and ready to bloom–and it was all so worth it."

– Schuyler Peck, Worth the Wait

[akindplace]

there is something very romantic about being in a car ride watching light rain fall in the windows listening to french music. was i sick yesterday and slept poorly because of it? yeah. but after months of drought and even worse health, I’m still holding out to the good things, however small they may seem. i get to watch the rain transform nature and I get to feel like a part of me can be transformed too. if nature can bloom again, so can i. i’m choosing to believe that.

[llovelymoonn]

web weave of the beauty of spring? on flowers, fresh fruits and the sunlight🩷❣️

louise glück poems 1962-2012: "the silver lily" (via @petaltexturedskies) \\ rainer maria rilke sonnets to orpheus (i, 21) (tr. david young) (via @gingerteaonthetardis) \\ gordon mortensen spring flowers \\ e. ethelbert miller washingtonian magazine: "beloved" \\ virginia woolf (via @petaltexturedskies) \\ tatyana tolstaya the slynx (via @gingerteaonthetardis) \\ @nikswonderland \\ anaïs nin the early diary of anaïs nin, 1920-1923

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[rythyme]

i was seeing all these little blue flowers everywhere and kept thinking "dang what are these bitches, i can't remember..." well guess what. they were fuckin forget-me-nots. can't believe i failed step fucking 1, the hot girls on iNaturalist are going to laugh at me and i'm gonna flunk out of hobby botany school.

[meltygetswifi]

not to be a dirty commie or anything but i don't think any one person should have enough money to solve world hunger and then get to decide not to

[spicymochi]

bunny buddies

[happyheidi]

[heylsgowt]

[vangoghcore]

by emilie.hofferber

[weltenwellen]

Franny Choi, from "Perihelion: A History of Touch"

[fairydrowning]

There's a word for this season—that in-between time when winter hasn’t fully let go, but spring is just beginning to take hold. The sun warms our skin, yet there’s still a lingering chill in the air. That word is Primaveral, meaning the very first stirrings of spring, the moment when the world is caught between two seasons, shifting but not quite settled.

[cottageaesthetic]

[milfsisyphus]

only real springheads know about tipping their face up to the sun and enjoying a gentle breeze and birdsong

[passionpeachy]

spring whale shark 🌷