This is a little richer:
It was the time when leaves spring up delightfully and birds of all sorts sing their best in the woods.
Much more definite and distinct is:
It was about that time of the year when departing winter sheds his last terrors upon the earth; a sharp breeze was blowing and the sea was covered with broken up ice; but there were gleams of sunshine upon the hills, and the little birds began to tune their throats tremulously, that they might be ready to sing their lay when the March weather was past.
Gudrun trembled with cold; her wet garment clung close to her white limbs; the wind dashed her golden hair about her face.
And later, when the morning of Gudrun's deliverance breaks, the indications of time, though short, are plastic enough:
After the space of an hour the red star went down upon the edge of the sea, and Wat of Sturmland, standing upon the hill, blew a great blast on his horn, which was heard in the land for miles round.... The sound of Wat's horn ... wakened a young maid, who, stealing on tiptoe to the window, looked over the bay and beheld the glimmering of spears and helms upon the sands.... 'Awake, mistress,' she cried, 'the host of the Hegelings is at hand.'
Companions are few;
He sprang like a wild lion.