The Nimble Air of Spring

I know for many of you summer arrived a month ago. But for us, it is spring. The lilacs are still on and even some tulips are blooming. Crazy late spring.

I just finished reading My Antonia for the third time. It is a book of many beautiful things. Here are two samples, one describing winter, the other, spring.

“Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen. On the farm the weather was the great fact, and men’s affairs went on underneath it, as the streams creep under the ice. But in Black Hawk the scene of human life was spread out shrunken and pinched, frozen down to the bare stalk.”

“When spring came, after that hard winter, one could not get enough of the nimble air. Every morning I wakened with a fresh consciousness that winter was over. There were none of the signs of spring for which I used to watch in Virginia, no budding woods or blooming gardens. There was only — spring itself; the throb of it, the light restlessness, the vital essence of it everywhere: in the sky, in the swift clouds, in the pale sunshine, and in the warm high wind — rising suddenly, sinking suddenly, impulsive and playful like a big puppy that pawed you and then lay down to be petted. If I had been tossed down blindfold on that red prairie, I should have known that it was spring.”

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6 thoughts on “The Nimble Air of Spring

  1. Wow. Sounds like I need to read this. I feel like we kinda skipped Spring here in MO. It’s nice to be reminded what fresh Spring feels like.

  2. I just read “My Antonia” for the first time a month ago. It was a great book.

  3. I love Willa Cather. My father gave me a whole shelf of her books when I was younger and told me to have at it!

  4. “My Antonia” is one of the best books I ever HAD to read. 🙂
    It’s a little hard not to be jealous of your late-lasting springtime. . .
    but thanks for sharing it!

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