Spring's Unfolding
Dear fellow traveler,
This morning I found myself walking the garden in the morning sun. A big rain had just poured down on us last evening watering the unfolding green with its blessings. I raked last years leafs from the flower beds here and there, tenderly, curiously, like a child wondering what one can find beneath. Sure enough, little tiny greens with tender buds were stretching their heads into the morning sun.
May be one needs to live in colder climates to appreciate the change of season fully: The contrast between bare branches braving the deadly cold now bursting into not one or two but ten thousand buds in only a day or two.
Still, the unfolding of Spring takes its time. Much of it actually happens beneath the surface and away from our gaze. The juices bubbling in the trees creating buds just at the right time. The tender greens under last year’s fallen leaves waiting for the day to enfold their beauty and grow into …
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