A couple of days before the Spring Equinox, I pulled our copy of Flower Fairies of Winter from the shelf. I felt a bit desperate as we hadn't read from it all season. I read a few poems. When I read The Hazel-Catkin Fairy, Cate took the book from my hand and asked if she could read it aloud. She read it flawlessly without any of the stumbles I had made. And I was no longer desperate basking in that moment of her utter perfection.
Finally, the fairies are calling "Spring is Here." We had lovely weather this weekend.
Like little tails of little lambs.
On leafless twigs my catkins swing;
They dingle-dangle merrily
Before the wakening of Spring.
Beside the pollen-laden tails
My tiny crimson tufts you see
The promise of the autumn nuts
Upon the slender hazel tree.
While yet the woods lie grey and still
I give my tidings: "Spring is near!"
One day the land shall leap to life
With fairies calling: "Spring is HERE!"