It is Spring

Spring! It finally feels like spring. The warm sun, tree buds visibly growing each day, green grass starting to become evident among the thatches of brown and kids playing outside without being bundled up. Yep those are all signs of spring. But the one thing that tells me for sure that it is spring is an old constant. It is the flower I used to run through the hills for in the spring. This is the wild flower that would bloom for only a few days before being shriveled to a brown skeleton by the southerly winds and strengthening sun. Yes, the prize was to find a warm south facing hillside in the spring, blanketed in purple with the state flower of South Dakota; the Pasque. I’ll never forget the look on my mom’s face when I would come beaming into the kitchen with a handful of these delicate beauties. All of these are great memories are the basis of my bias for the beautiful creation we used to call the Mayflower. But I’m afraid this little patch will be all of this wonder that I’ll see this year. It’s always a guessing game figuring which few days they’ll be blooming each year. I’m sure the flowering beauties in the Hidewood hills have bloomed and are now but remnants to the wind of this past weekend. But next year, I’ll hope again to be hiking over the prairie hills to find the lovely Pasque and know that it is spring.

It is Spring

It is Spring