Siberian spring flowers

Spring … Spring has not yet arrived in Siberia. Or winter has not gone yet. But the sun is warmer. Here and there appear the first patches free of snow, and even through the melting snow appear the first flowers of spring. After a long and cold winter, it is so nice to meet them unexpectedly. Nature has its own calendar. In the south, spring begins in March, in the north – at the beginning of June, and here – at the end of March. First flowers means much here – Spring has come. Here is the set of images of beautiful delicate Siberian spring flowers – Siberian Fawn Lily or Siberian Trout Lily, Snowdrops, Lily of the Valley, Coltsfoot, Trollius, and so on. Here is also the set of springtime quotes and poems. “You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep Spring from coming.” Pablo Neruda

“Spring came late. For the children, shut in the dark, cold parsonage, adjusting to Aunt and getting over the death that brought her, the winter had seemed endless. But now the rough moor was flecked with racing cloud shadows; the maltreated holly tree had stopped weeping; the green mould on the graves had dried to an unsuggestive grey. Lynne Reid Banks, Dark Quartet: The Story of the Brontes.

Spring – what a rush it’s in. Every place seems to be urging it to come. If it delays its arrival a bit, the sunlight fades and the earth turns to stone. Trees especially can’t endure any delay. Let spring dally even briefly on the way, and many lives are lost. (“Spring In A Small Town”)”. Xiao Hong, Selected Stories Of Xiao Hong

The inflorescence of primrose can have both pink and dark blue flowers. There is a legend that the dark blue lungwort flowers symbolize Adam, the first man. And pink flowers – Eve, the first woman. Two different color flowers on the same plant symbolize the unity of opposites.

“When spring came, even the false spring, there were no problems except where to be happiest. The only thing that could spoil a day was people and if you could keep from making engagements, each day had no limits. People were always the limiters of happiness except for the very few that were as good as spring itself.” Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast

“The world is exploding in emerald, sage, and lusty chartreuse – neon green with so much yellow in it. It is an explosive green that, if one could watch it moment by moment throughout the day, would grow in every dimension.”
― Amy Seidl, Early Spring: An Ecologist and Her Children Wake to a Warming World

Siberian spring flowers

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