A wet spring and lots of blossoms.

“Not as the plants and flowers of Earth, 

growing peacefully beneath a simple sun, 

were the blossoms of the planet Lophai. 

Coiling and uncoiling in double dawns; 

tossing tumultuously under vast suns of 

jade green and balas-ruby orange; 

swaying and weltering in rich twilights, 

in aurora-curtained nights, 

they resembled fields of rooted serpents 

that dance eternally to an other-worldly music.” 

― Clark Ashton Smith, Lost Worlds