Spring won't let me stay in this house any longer!
I must get out and breathe the air deeply again.
-- Gustav Mahler
Daisies smell-less, yet most quaint
And sweet thyme true
Primrose, first born child of Ver,
Merry Spring-time's harbinger
And so begins the first day of spring! I'm sorting through my seed packets, casting an eye on the weeds, admiring the budding branches, and thinking that my house needs a good spring cleaning!