We look for signs of spring, signs of new growth. After a winter that lingered much, much too long, we’re off to a late start this spring. But the signs are there, if you look closely – buds on the lilac bush, for example.
Tulips leaves poking out of the ground.
Tiny little signs. Buds on the Wiegela bush. Day lilies showing themselves and sedum buds in the garden.
Tiny, almost imperceptible buds on some of the trees.
The entrance to the woods looks like this:
Leaves on the ground, trees still bare. But soon there will be a canopy of leaves, and we will once again see that the ‘woods are lovely, dark and deep.’ (Robert Frost) This woods of ours will be transformed.
Yesterday, as we were still in bed, waking up slowly, Don and I sang:
Little darling
it’s been a long cold lonely winter
Little darling
it feels like years since it’s been here.
Here comes the sun
Here comes the sun, and I say
It’s all right.
(George Harrison)
I can’t imagine a more fitting lyric for the winter we’ve just been through, as well as the time we’ve had to spend apart.
I love that song and now it’s cycling through my mind all the time.
It’s all right.
Happy Saturday.
