A couple of weeks ago I walked under trees with bare branches. I strolled over to a Forsythia that was barren. I noticed a couple of daffodils but otherwise our neighborhood was still in winter.
And then the sun started shining and the blooms appeared.
I am surrounded by color, beautiful color.
I am in love with our earth and its beauty.
"Spring has returned.
The Earth is like a child that knows poems."
Ranier Maria Rilke
