Spring smells different. The scent of wet soil is key to that odour. We do have some of that appearing. I'm not sure the crocuses will bloom this year, but as I say, never say never. <smile>. I am missing those and the periwinkles and snow drops that are generally almost over by now. The rivers have been doing well with the slower melt, so little in the way of flood watches to date. All is good. <smile> I like spring -- many people find it muddy and dirty and just want summer to appear early. I like seeing the earth reappear, plants emerging and trees budding -- all the rebirth metaphors. It means a bit more cleaning of mud splashes but that is part of the experience.
Today's song speaks to the changes evident at this time of year. The title shows we may be a bit behind schedule, but the process is the same. The lyrics say a lot and the rhythm reflects the upbeat feeling I've had today with the sun and melting. The version chosen features the songwriter. Enjoy!
Waters of March (Aguas de marco) -- Antonio Carlos Jobim
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