That great awakening when Nature seems to stretch and yawn, sometimes pulling the covers over Her head and staying asleep for just a few more moments....
Like we sometimes do.
We grow impatient that She hasn't arrived in just the right way, just the perfect way that we wish for. Instead She comes by stealth, tiptoeing from below the surface, stepping quietly behind us and tapping us on the shoulder...
Oh, there you are at last.
Bit by tiny bit we see Her presence in the buds on the trees, the turning of the grass from sleepy brown to wide awake green. We find Her scent in the air, and the windows on our homes fly open so we can take deep breaths and fill our lungs with freshness,
And as She comes to life maybe we do, too.
Like an avalanche all around us we see the new, the little seeds becoming flowers and vegetables in our gardens, young birds taking flight from the nest for the first time, and we are overwhelmed by all the beauty,
As though we have never seen such sights before.
Ah, Spring...this time of coming back to life,of the miracle of growth, both in the world around us - - and within us.