If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant. -Anne Bradstreet
It seems that in the deepest parts of winter, when the gray forecast feels monotonous like a song stuck on repeat and we’ve forgotten what blue sky feels like, that spring shows up. And with its approach the heaviness of winter becomes an evaporating memory – just like that.
I love the spring. The colors, the newness, the smiles, the open windows, the fresh air. The hope. It’s such a welcome season, and each year it feels like it’s a season that must be earned by wrapping up the winter and leaving it behind.
So here we are, on springs doorstep, ready to keep looking forward as we spend time outdoors with loved ones and take in the wonders of fresh air.
At The Kensington in spring, I always notice the family members who discover-or rediscover-our garden path with the flourishing plants and a babbling fountain as they sit outside together. I notice the family members who come in with fresh flowers as they sign in at the desk. I notice the bright colors beginning to take over wardrobes. I notice the smiles that come up easier than usual, simply because it’s nice outside.
It’s time. It’s time for spring, it’s time for visitors, it’s time for the fresh air. We would love to have you visit us as we go into our 8th spring in White Plains. Come by for a visit or tour!
Celina Watson, Executive Director