For behold, the winter is past,
The rain is over and gone.
‘The flowers have already appeared in the land;
The time has arrived for pruning the vines,
And the voice of the turtledove has been heard in our land.
‘The fig tree has ripened its figs,
And the vines in blossom have given forth their fragrance.
Spring is one of my favorite seasons of the year, with summer on equal standing.
But I love the blooming of spring and the anticipation of warm summery days.
My freesia flowers bloomed, bringing delight to my heart.
And together with springy cotton material recently acquired and waiting to be sewn into skirts…makes my soul well up with thankfulness.