Hurry, Springtime

I find myself even more anxious than usual for the arrival of Spring. Nothing to do but wait, and share this lovely painting, Primavera by Botticelli. Venus stands in the center, clothed as an elegant lady of Florence, with her son Cupid above. On the right you can see Zephyr, god of the west wind, blowing in warm breezes as he chases the nymph Chloris, bringer of new growth, whose name means "yellow-green" or "fresh."

Then there is my favorite, Flora adorned in flowers and scattering blossoms of forget-me-not, hyacinth, iris, periwinkle, anemone, and wild roses, all flowers that would have bloomed in Tuscany in May. On the right the three Graces dance while Mercury watches the sky to keep away storms.

There is a beautiful image I heard once in some myth or tale, describing how at the arrival of spring Flora spreads her beautiful floral dress out across the earth, covering the ground with flowers and new grass. Hurry up, please!