Spring is one of the most beautiful times of year in New England, or pretty much anywhere for that matter. I always enjoy watching how it transforms cities into gardens, and makes everything more beautiful.
As the streets of Lawrence bloom, the mills and their brick architecture seem to stand out more as they serve as a backdrop for soft colored blooming trees.
Lawrence City Hall’s neutral exterior is made a little more bright by the colors of spring.
Even a drive down Andover street with its trees lining the path is more pleasurable in spring. The everyday is more colorful and if you open your mind and sharpen your senses, you can feel the way it transforms so much about us human too.
To end this photo tribute to Spring I wanted to share one of my favorite poems by Robert Frost, who actually grew up in the city of Lawrence, MA.
Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers to-day;
And give us not to think so far away
As the uncertain harvest; keep us here
All simply in the springing of the year.
Oh, give us pleasure in the orchard white,
Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night;
And make us happy in the happy bees,
The swarm dilating round the perfect trees.
And make us happy in the darting bird
That suddenly above the bees is heard,
The meteor that thrusts in with needle bill,
And off a blossom in mid air stands still.
For this is love and nothing else is love,
The which it is reserved for God above
To sanctify to what far ends He will,
But which it only needs that we fulfil.
~A Prayer in Spring by Robert Frost
What is your favorite part of spring? Do you have a favorite poem or work about the season that particularly inspires you?