... in warm spring days
Like a lot of people one of my favourite books as a child was The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe by CS Lewis, in which the eternal winter symbolises bewitchment and evil, and the gradual thawing of that winter announced the arrival of Aslan.
As a child I loved snow, and living in southern England, where it only snowed for a few days a year (even less these past few winters) I’m not sure I understood the metaphor very well. Snow was magical and exciting! The thaw was a sad event (see that famous iteration of it in The Snowman). However, as I get older, the green grass, blue skies, and buds on the trees in spring seem more and more to symbolise the life and hope that Christ brings to each one of us, and even though I understand that these changes in nature are fully explicable by science, yet the effect on the human spirit still seems quite a miracle to me. The sun on my face on a warm spring day reminds me of that scene when Lucy first hears Aslan’s name:
And Lucy got the feeling you have when you wake up in the morning and realize that it is the beginning of the holidays or the beginning of Summer.