“The day the Lord created hope was probably the same day He created spring.”
~ Bern Williams
Spring has officially sprung today. I think Punxsutawney Phil, the ground hog who emerged from his hole on February 2nd and spied his shadow (predicting six more weeks of winter), needs glasses.
Today also marks the first event of the spring fling party. Layla is kicking off the event with a spring mantel party.
As I was considering how to decorate the mantel, I thought about spring and what it means to me. People can experience spring everyday. We have the opportunity to grow and bloom, to transform daily. With each new day, with every experience, we are reborn.
Our limitations are usually self-imposed—worry, self doubt, anxiety, and negativity. When I plant my gardens and tend to them, I have no doubt they will grow and the buds will bloom. I have faith and know that God is providing everything my garden needs: rich soil, sunshine and rain. Yet, how quickly we forget that He provides for us as well and wants us to grow into our purpose and our full potential, to flourish.
With that in mind, I created a gardener’s mantel.
I filled an enamelware “Bulb & Seeds” bin with pink English Daisies and Rockfoil. Both are perennials and will be transplanted outdoors in a few weeks.
The rock sculpture of the bird is the topper to the fountain located in my garden. The tiny framed rabbit picture is usually on my bedside table and the first thing I read each day. I included a variety of clay pots from my potting shed. One houses a bird’s nest, another Muscari (or Grape Hyacinths).
The hearth is decorated with vintage galvanized watering cans, vintage galvanized flower buckets with cherry and apple blossoms from the yard, and more stacked clay pots.
The rickety old chair holds an antique gathering basket with Daffodils and Camilla from the yard.
I’ll be back on Thursday to share a spring craft with you. ‘Til then…
…and each other.