|Today's view outside my front door|
I love the thought of this rain nurturing those cold, tired little seeds and bulbs beneath the ground and giving them the strength they need to appear again and bring beauty to our world this spring. Spring means awakening and that is what this rain was meant to do.
If you thought I loved winter, friends, you haven't seen anything yet. My adoration of spring is beyond even words. If I could hug a season, it would be spring. I rejoice with the trees as their little flowers and buds appear. My heart beats faster as the rose bushes begin to branch out. I relish the moment I get to dig my fingers in the still-cold dirt and plant seeds that will reappear like magic as vegetable plants and flowers. I feel like my own spirit awakens with the world as the green and warmth reappear once again.
|Last year's garden...can't wait to plant this year!|
|A rose from last year--one of my favorite sights.|