There are the tree buds, swelling. And with them, my vernal heart.
And that heart seeks the yet invisible sightings of daffodil 'n' tulip fronds, anticipates the glee of the first violet blooms, even as it spots garlic, chickweed, onion grass, garlic mustard, betony... and other rooted friends manifesting amid this vernal snowfall.
I take solace in these seasonal reunions, as I look forward to the soothing cheer of spring's warming, thawing, familiar surprises.
Peace.
3 comments:
As always - your personal awareness resonates and brings pleasure to my heart. Thank you for your generous heart felt sharing.
No winter lasts forever as you know! Be patient - SOOOOON!!!
Happy weekend!
Yes, it is a lovely time. Full of anticipation and fun to look for the little signs of new life, before everything is growing in abundance. Lovely spring to you Rose.
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