The first day of spring is one thing, and the first spring day is another. The difference between them is sometimes as great as a month.
Henry Van Dyke
So yesterday was the ’21st of March’ – this apparently makes it the ‘First day of Spring’, at least in the temperate regions of the northern hemisphere of planet Earth. The whole concept is seriously undermined, not only by the fact that this ‘first day’ comes at a different ‘time of year’ in the southern hemisphere and not at all in some zones of the planet. More to the point, it manifests itself when the actual cycle of the seasons, following its own course, reaches its tipping points.
Primroses are the archetypal image of spring, yet my plants flower in some corners of the garden in winter and in others as late as summer. My daffodils are trying to be obedient and flower in ‘March’ – they generally do. But at one house just around the corner the daffodils always burst out in ‘February’ and start to fade before mine appear.
‘Whatever’ I hear you say. Yes, there’s gradually more warmth in the air, especially during the occurrences of light. That’s what Spring is, and would be even if no-one was here to label the days and seasons.