Shoots from the roots,
Sprigs from the twigs,
Buds from the branches,
What happens around us
Now in March,
Time moving into spring
To bring fresh delight.
During the winter,
The deciduous trees
Stood statuesquely proud.
Now life bursts open
Day by gradual day,
As if wanting
To make a new display.
Spring, the season of growth,
Nothing can be criticised
For giving into sloth.
And just look at the variety,
Look down at the ground
To see the first greenery,
Sprouting tall, hearing spring’s call,
The summons to ‘Get going.
Start growing now!’
Then when you look up,
Peering at woody boughs closely,
You will possibly be surprised
By the intriguing variety
The strong form of statuesque trees,
Together with all of nature here ,
Is poised quietly waiting
For the warmth of a month
To signal time of growth.
No sloth allowed for,
Sunshine seeps through boughs
To tint the buds,
Which now hint at the joy
In green shoots of recovery,
The warmth awakens nature.
The first of the annual butterflies,
Being the big, butter yellow brimstone,
The sole yellow butterfly for this time of year,
Soon to be in keeping with the delightful golden daffodil! Oh the clever thoughtfulness of nature’s Creator.
Most of our native trees and shrubs have closed buds, Scales formed from old leaves protectively.
Often this thin leathery enclosure has an extra cover
Of fine hairs or a layer of resin or wax.
This protects the bud and thereby the contents,
From damage caused by cold or dryness.
A few woody plants however have naked buds
Where the upper layer of scales develop into the foliage. Often the closed buds are so efficient at protection
They open up completely after only a few days of warmth,
Even before the very first leaves sprout.
Our Creator certainly knows what He is about!
Buds which do not open, dormant and grown over
By surrounding bark, are not necessarily dead. Amazingly after a few years of resting,
They will now open, whilst the buds already open, Succumb to hard frost and drop off!
In this way nature protects herself from winter damage. Large mixed buds, for example the horse chestnut, Contain both the flowers and the leaves,
Yet another clever feature of notable nature.
There are Slender twigs with single buds, like the beech, Whereas other branches carry several buds together.
On some like the alder, the buds appear individually
At the end of tiny stalks, the stalks being of several colours,
Including green, reddish brown, darker and grey,
Some smooth, some spiny or spiky,
For it seems our Creator enjoys variety.
What is a certainty is His meticulous design.
The plan to captivate man’s interest,
Is to ever make nature notable for us,
And an emblem of praise due to the Maker.
Life would be indeed be duller if everything was the same.
Yes, shoots from the roots,
Plus sprigs from the twigs,
All offering buds of promise,
Spring now being not far from us,
Let us offer our thanks for life’s variety.
The Lord God, the Almighty, skilled in creativity,
Often resulting in outstanding beauty.
Look currently at the fabulous forsythia,
Is it not indeed a wonder how a delicate diminutive pretty bloom,
Of a tiny, sunny, yellow flower does mysteriously appear
From a hard, woody, lifeless looking stem?
Yes, nature is notable in all its multiplicity of remarkable features,
And that is without even mentioning the wider world,
Of the creatures of the animal kingdom, mankind the pinnacle! What a marvel we behold as spring awakens,
Immediately inviting us to enjoy the garden and open countryside.
Thank goodness our good Lord, does not hide His skill,
But will ever seek to thrill us, designing with good purpose.
Creator Father, nature is indeed notable in its resting, sleeping, awakening, growing, thriving and dying down. May we not upset this delicate balance You have accomplished, because we contribute to global warming. Make us wise in our looking after nature, preserving its life cycle and beauty. Amen.
20.02.21
Sue O’Donnell