Boing, boing. No, that’s not the sound of my last wit snapping.
Here in the States, it is Spring, and for the religious, a series of holidays/holydays are occurring. If nothing else, it is a time for a renaissance of Nature.
To that end, Six Words/Smith magazine is seeking—but only until 3 p.m. CST today, so get hopping—your six-word ruminations on renewal. If you don’t participate over there (technically, I’m not participating with them either), feel free to direct me to your six-word post.
Here are a few I played around with; hope you enjoy them. Likewise, your day and weekend!
Six-Word Meditations on Spring
Last year’s tomatillos, diaphanous snow globes.
Noticed hole in soul; went running.
Chives sprouting, daughter’s skin like onions.
Violets bouquet the grass with bruises.
Bunny ricochets yard detritus: Spring’s harrier.
Ornamental pear flaring; beetles begin awakening.
Leigh's Wordsmithery 
Winter has not completely left us, so here is one quick and dirty of mine: Fighting with nature’s uncertainties: blooming bulbs.
Love it! A little true for us, too. Just about 5 days ago it was in the 30s (frost, but no snow); today, the 80s.
I like your six-word descriptions. Obviously, I missed the ‘deadline’ (story of my life!) Anyway, here’s mine: soil embedded under nails; sneezes abound. (I’ve been doing a lot of work out in the yard… and I’m terrible about remembering to take allergy meds until it’s too late 🙂 )