I REMEMBER APRIL

I Remember April
Memories of April’s past include families enjoying walks in the park, a variety of weather patterns, the fragrance of apple blossoms, tulips, hyacinths with daffodils nodding their heads. The song “April Showers” identifies April with May close behind.

Though April showers may come your way
They bring the flowers that bloom in May
So if it's raining, have no regrets
Because it isn't raining rain, you know
It's raining violets
And when you see clouds upon the hills
You soon will see crowds of daffodils
So keep on looking for a bluebird and listening for his songs
Whenever April showers come along.

The sparkling diamond is April’s birthstone. The birth flower, the Daisy or Sweet Pea. Other sources cite the Tulip.

The derivation of the name (Latin Aprilis) is uncertain. further derived from the Latin word “aperire” meaning “to open” likely referring to opening buds.

The month of April brings the end of a dark, dreary winter, and the beginning of light and growth. To behold a spring garden filled with blooms and hear the birds singing is a treasure I experience each April.

(Music “April Showers” written by Louis Silvers, lyrics B.G. DeSylva. Song published in 1921.

Signs of Spring

Welcoming Spring By Shirley Flanagan
The swish of the window as I open it, the chirping and whistling of birds in the nearby trees, lift my spirit. It’s spring. The nesting and producing of the bird’s young ones is typical of the renewal of life the season brings.
Sandy’s jump to the window sill and his pert “meow” answering the birds, makes me smile at his enthusiasm.
I hear the roar of the cars on the adjacent highway. The humdrum way the passengers scurry off to their place of employment makes me wonder if their lives really have any meaning.
The constant popping of the coffee percolator, the hum of the refrigerator and my husband’s mournful yawn, jolt me back to the time of day. These sounds make me feel comfortable. All is right with the world: at least in my little corner.