Spring

"All beginnings in nature afford us a peculiar pleasure. The early spring with its hints and dim prophecies, the first earth odors, the first robin or song sparrow, the first furrow, the first tender skies, the first rainbow, the first wild flower, the dropping bud scales, the awakening voices in the marshes, - all these things touch us and move us in a way that later developments in the season do not." - John Burroughs

Today is my birthday! I was born on the first day of spring in 1949. The equinox has shifted over the years so now I have to say that I was born on the first full day of spring, which is of course what today is. (I wonder if I should consider the fact that I have been alive long enough for the equinoxes to have shifted in time?) Where I grew up the first sign of spring in the woods would be the skunk cabbage peeking up from the ground. How I looked for those very first signs of green with great anticipation. Here in New Brunswick the first signs of spring are few and far between as of yet, but the very first pussy willows are out and so are these birch catkins. In a few weeks you will be able to ping them with your finger, releasing a cloud of pollen into the air.

The lovely April (what an appropriate name for the time of year) of Nature At My Doorstep has tagged me with the Six Word Memoir meme. I think I should like my memoir to be:

I photographed the world around me.

I'm afraid that since I have only been blogging for such a very short time, I really don't know five people to tag. However, I would like to tag the irascible Ms. Mac and the incorrigible Antipo of Naughty Letter To Ms. Mac fame.

I invite all who read this post to participate as well. The rules are simple:

1. Write a six word memoir and post it on your blog.
2. Add a picture if you wish.
3. Link to the person who tagged you.
4. Tag 4 or 5 others, with links, to keep it going.
5. Leave a comment for the ones you tag with an invitation to play.
6. And link to the original post about the Six Word Memoir meme.