One morning this week I took a walk down our dirt road and brought my camera to capture this budding stage of spring. I love watching the world come to life after a long, long winter. It’s like magic!
A couple weeks ago we were especially pleased to find that tulips had been planted in front of our fence and have enjoyed watching them finally come up this week. The blooms have opened to reveal gorgeous shades of yellow and pink. I think flowers are my love language.
Everything is blossoming in its own right time and reminds me that within me too, perhaps, is Nature’s signal for my own timely awakening. The branch, the bud, the blossom… Perhaps if I try to let go and trust in Life’s the unfolding without interference… Well, what would that be like I wonder?