Don’t you just love this time of year? I do. The re-birth of all things that have been sleeping rejuvenates me. The tulips and daffodils seem to be yawning and stretching as they lift themselves from the once frozen earth. The budding and blossoming trees adorn themselves with fanciful colors of spring and beckon me, with outstretched arms, to come outside and breathe in their sweet fragrance and linger in their presence.
Often I walk with a good friend. The conversation is always lively as we traverse a favorite pathway that leads us to a path beside a nearby river. Today was a spectacular show for Spring, as the blossoms danced in the slight breeze, each swaying branch vying for our attention. As I walked under the branches of five cheery trees, the happy blossoms perched in clusters there dropped a single blossom that floated gently to the ground in front of my feet. It felt like my personal invitation to springtime. Magic.
It’s a great time to grab a friend or loved one and take a walk. Notice the whimsical colors that delight the eye and fill the heart. Listen to what they say. For me it’s always the same and it sends me off to the garden center for a five gallon container of rejuvenation…
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