Writing Prompt: Spring

February is nearly over. I’m not sad to bid farewell to the shortest month of the year. Its plethora of anniversaries, waves of grief and joy, tapped me out. Just like we learned in grammar school, March is roaring like a lion. Yesterday it was 60 degrees, and tomorrow’s forecast calls for snow. My tulips have erupted. This nutty weather may nip them in the bud. Last night for the first time in months, I sat outside under the clear midnight blue sky, speckled with a few clouds, the moon waxing and readying to welcome a glorious Spring. April showers await.

Tulips erupting
Tulips erupting, by Karen Craven

Want to play? Go to a Thin Spiral Notebook and learn more. Here’s the snippet: Using “spring” for inspiration, write 100 Words – 100 exactly – no more, no less. You can either use the word – or any form of the word – as one of your 100, or it can be implied.


5 Thoughts

    1. I think each season makes us yearn for the next. We both welcome and mourn their passing, we revel in and despise their arrival, and then we morbidly anticipate their death so the next season can be born.


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