“Spring is here,” said the bumble bee.When I was back east during Holy Week I saw this in a way that we don’t notice in California. Snow and four wheel drive when I arrived was trumped by daffodils pushing though the mulch to begin the dance of color.
“How do you know?” said the old oak tree.
“I just saw a daffodil,
Dancing with a fairy on a windy hill.”
But wait. What did I notice in the sky as I was locked in L.A. rush hour traffic? Birds. Flying in a fluid V. Heading north.
Spring is here. The cycles continue.
Take some time to get away from the headlines and smell the roses, or whatever grows in your neighborhood.
I think God planned Easter to be in spring so that we would be reminded of the possibilities.
He is risen.
homo unius libri
..and winter is here. Enjoy your spring. One consolation is that our winters are really that bad.ReplyDelete
It is always hard to wrap my head around being on the opposite side of the globe.Delete
Grace and peace