Wednesday, February 26, 2014

And Spring Shall Come

Icy cold weather arrived here in mid-January
and rarely left.
And tonight, it is windy and cold yet again.
People begin to wonder if winter will ever loosen its grip.
I'm often one of them.

But yesterday and today, I noticed a few signs of impending spring:
daffodils, some almost ready to bloom;
the muted, early blossoms on a crab apple tree;
pink camellia buds in my backyard;
imperceptibly tiny shoots on our redbud trees.

It occurs to me this is a metaphor for life:
even when things are darkest and coldest, 
unseen hands are gently pushing better days forward.
Things are improving, despite appearances.
And spring shall come . . .

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