The mountain in the distance has taken on the sudden color of spring green. This pallid green contrasts sharply with the surrounding dark evergreen forest. A once a year occurrence this color is unique to early May in central New England. It is the color of a brand new leaf, burst from bud, and still deplete of significant chlorophyll. Solar energy radiating from our closest star will activate the chloroplasts in the leaf structures. Photosynthesis will begin anew. Carbon will be converted to sugar to be utilized by the tree as sustenance. And the by-product, oxygen, will be most beneficial to all of the other biota which depend on this valuable commodity.
That spring green is closer to yellow than green is inconsequential. That this exact color goes unnoticed by many is a matter of concern; a major disconnect from the natural world. Perhaps it is the loss of a moment that should be treasured by all. Spring green is reminiscent of faith for all that is good. Like the first wild flowers of spring; wild oats, trout lily, red trillium, spring beauty, bloodroot, squirrel corn, hepatica, and yellow clintonia it wrestles with our emotions. Truly a sign of hope and aspiration the pale green of spring evokes breathtaking memories of yesterday and optimism and exuberance for tomorrow.
This green we call spring draws out a visceral wildness that allows us to commune with the natural world. If ever there were a time to revel in the beauty of this planet it is during the spring freshet. This joyous planet: moist soil, blue sky, green dotted with the color of wild flowers is just what the doctor ordered. A remedy for all that ails us. A cure for the apathetic. A tonic for those who may be weary and worn out by the modern world.
I hope I’m never so old or decrepit that I become separated from this celebration and I hope that others who may, at times, neglect the natural world never drift so far away as to miss this party! This would be a sad day for all; and indeed nearly criminal. A gross injustice to the the soul; an insult to our primordial past. All that is living needs renewal and these spring days do just that. To open a window and breath clean, fresh air or take a walk beneath a canopy of green branches, to walk along a bubbling brook or at the edge of a burgeoning cattail marsh is to experience beauty, love, and joy! To listen to the early morning song of a bird, the chorus of spring peepers, or the croaking of wood frogs near a vernal pool will fill your heart with song. To smell the sweet nectar of spring flowers, watch bees gather nectar, and butterflies flutter from stem to stem will bring anyone as much wonder as they can hold. This is the time of year to be absorbed; the time of year to be in love.
Spring green; a reminder of hope. Spring green; the color of joy. Spring green; a message for peace. Spring green; the feeling of love. Spring green; the symbol of life. Spring green: reverence for this planet. Spring green.
Written for www.wildramblings.com in May 2011.
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