Walk with me a while, beneath the creamy blossom trees, and I’ll tell you a tale or two about Spring and her vibrant magic. She stretches her arms wide, and pushes the cold and the darkness out to the edges of the world. In the space she creates, light and warmth pour in, and life pulses through in waves of green leaves and frothy flowers.
Each flower, each leaf, of the millions born each day, is a child of the light flowing like a cresting wave across the dark earth. Seeming to defy the laws of physics, spring summons their growth from the utter stillness of winter. The momentum is unstoppable and the energy of growth seems endless, as blossom after blossom bursts overhead. Imagine the power which must rest within each brown branch, hidden and resting through the dark months of winter.
It seems impossible that all this creamy foaming beauty can unfold from within the dark hard limbs of trees. This breaking edge of spring is a liminal space, a threshold between seasons, where the light and the dark create new patterns and shapes. Insects are attracted to the new growth, and in turn they attract birds who sing with wild abandon late into the night. Dreams, hopes and wishes rest on these fleeting petals, so let them work their magic. Let your mind fill with all of the stories you would like to unfold into your life, as you walk beneath the drifting blossoms. In the spring, beneath the cherry trees, everything is possible, and dreams can be birthed.
Form, birth and release your dreams into the soft warm breeze of spring. Who knows which ones will fruit, but all of them are beautiful as they swirl in the air in dancing petal clouds. Let springs enchantment flow through your bones releasing ancient long held dreams into the world. There can never be enough blossom in the world, or so my Granny used to say.
This blossom is on a tree planted in memory of my beautiful and wise grandmother, because you see she loved blossom and a good story.
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So beautiful! I’d like that for wall paper . . .
If only I knew how to make that happen! Delighted you like the blossoms.
Seonaid, one could almost meditate to your words and photos this week!
Kat, what a great thing to hear….and it has felt quite a meditative week for me 🙂
Too lovely for my words Seonad .
Oh that could never be true…..your words are beautiful 🙂
What beautiful shots – you’ve captured the promise of spring.
Thanks Fi…..now here’s hoping she lives up to all that promise 🙂
I love your granny 🙂 and these blossoms
Oh me too Liana
Art mirrors life …. you post is as full of promise as spring itself! I especially enjoyed the following line , ” … The momentum is unstoppable and the energy of growth seems endless …” Indeed the energy of spring is something to behold. One of the larger forces of nature … awesome. Joanna also enjoys blossoms and would agree with your grandmother that there can never be enough. Enjoy the season. D
Well I’m not surprised that Joanna and my grandmother share a love of blossom….I think they might also share quite a bit of natural wisdom 🙂
Delighted you enjoyed springs promise…
Spring…a sign of life, reborn. What a beautiful idea to plant a tree in honor of your grandmother. 🙂 Lovely post.
Delighted you enjoyed the blossom 🙂
It’s an old Celtic tradition to plant a tree when someone dies, so that their soul can whisper among the leaves….
How lovely, Seonaid. Yes, I agree with your granny, “There can never be too many blossoms.” 🙂
She was right about lots of beautiful things 🙂
I travelled those waves with you Sionaid, preparing to be in that Spring … while now I celebrate the dark days and wait 🙂
That beautiful blossom filled wave will roll around towards you soon….I love that the seasons roll across the earth in an ever shifting wave 🙂
Your grandmother sounds like a lovely woman. You’ve honored her with this writing.
Thank you, she was something special, and is woven through my thoughts 🙂
Beautiful expression for spring!
Thanks Amy, glad you enjoyed it 🙂
Yes, blossoms are a mystery, each special and unique, although all that selfhood seems lost in the explosion of color and fragrance created by millions of blooms. Your grandmother is well honored.
Michael I love your thoughts on the mystery of blossom and it’s selfless wave of millions, but my favourite thing is when the breeze tugs the petals off and swirls them in clouds 🙂
These are so beautiful. Sigh of pleasure.
Thanks Brenda, it’s such a pretty subject to snap….and I’m sure there are fairies in frilly skirts hidden in some of the flowers 🙂
Definitely! LOL
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These flowers are so beautiful. I agree with your granny – how could one ever have enough of these.
It’s so true Colline……the more blossom the better. It’s just so pretty 🙂
That is wonderful Seonaid. The photos are quite magical. I feel joy as I look at them and your anthem to spring is utterly inspiring.
Suzanne what a delightful comment. I was utterly captivated by the spring froth as I shot the photos in lovely soft light. Glad you enjoyed the combination of words and images….spring in all her glory!
The spring in the UK is so energetic – just as you describe it. I was remembering my experience of it the other day. Your words fitted with what I was thinking
Beautiful light-filled images and words. A magical post, Seonaid. How wonderful to have such splendid blossoms in memory of your wise granny. 🙂
They are splendid, and I think I love them even more because they are so fleeting…with us for only a few weeks each year 🙂
Your words are so beautiful. I can visualize the pictures simply through your words. Lovely. I live in Washington State in the U.S. Some of our areas look just like Scotland … except we drive on the right side of the road! 😉 And yes, part of my family is from Wales, thus the Welsh name.
Gwynn, what a beautiful comment, it’s so lovely to hear you enjoyed my words. Wales and the Scottish Lowlands have much in common, including a descent from the ancient Britton’s who once ruled these lands. Washington State looks so familiar although I have never visited….I imagine the emigrants felt at home in such a familiar landscape despite being far from home 🙂
And you carry your granny’s beauty and wisdom on through time as the blossom continues.
What a gorgeous thought Gilly, I think of her whenever the blossom petals swirl in clouds 🙂
Nothing beats Spring – or you, Seonaid. The combination here is beauty incarnate.
Oh you are so kind Anna Christine, I’m delighted you enjoyed the spring and granny inspired post. Not long till you land on these magical shores…..
No not long…but longing!
Seonaid, this is incredibly beautiful and enchanting. I believe your grandmother was a wise woman. If we can walk through the seasons the inner and the outer with this magic in mind, if we can carry our dreams as seeds longing to be set free, then… everything is possible. Thank you for this remarkable piece of writing. I am mesmerised by it.
Hanne, what a beautiful comment, and I’m delighted that I managed to share some of my grandmothers enchantment with you. Setting our dreams free is a wonderful life changing gift, and it lies just beneath our skin…
Seonaid, I wrote a long comment on this and apparently it decided to disappear into thin air lol!
Yes, it’s just beneath our skin! If dreams ever become a burden to us, we must set them free too. If they are for us, they will come back..
Have a beautiful day! (all cozy rain here, good for a cuppa 🙂
Stunning,,,
Spring is so beautiful isn’t she 🙂
Gorgeous…
Thank you…spring is such a beauty filled season…so generous after winters austerity 🙂
Nice post 🙂
Thank you, the blossom is hard to resist 🙂
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More refreshing than ice cream. Love all the light and air and soft colour.
Thanks Debra, I love your comment! The soft creamy petals and light were irresistible so I just had to share 🙂
I am so glad you did. Brava.
Yer auld Granny wis richt! 😀
About many things!
Aye, Grannies were that way inclined! lol 😀
What a visual delight! I am a therapist too in the US. Almost got to visit Scotland, hope it will happen soon as it is such a magically beautiful place.
I’m sure you will love Scotland when you visit, and in the meantime I’m delighted that you’re enjoying my blog 🙂
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Perfect photos to lovely words, great puzzle 🙂
Thank you, and nature offers so many wonderful puzzles, each one beautiful 🙂
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Thank you for Your Light I am floating in now. Love the photos and feel breathing of Spring.
Thank you for the reblog, I love the look of your earth loving blog 🙂