This morning I’m taking a break from posting about my recent trip to New Mexico. It seems spring has been the topic of many recent blog posts, and this morning I felt the need to appreciate it – spring, in its many faces. Spring – the season that wakens our hearts and souls after the brown or white days of winter. The warmth of the spring sunshine, the glory of the greens, the spring blossoms, the birds that return to our yards and feeders after having wintered in warmer climes.
In my part of the country, spring often brings with it those late snow flurries, dusting the earliest blooms with the little white stars that fall from the sky (I can call them stars now because we are past the time where they will come in abundance)
Always with us, but seeming to frolic just a little bit more as the weather warms are the squirrels – those sprites that first devour all the food in their feeders and then come to gather what might be available in feeders meant for the birds. Annoying sometimes, but fun always.
Spring, the season of awakening. It fills our lives with enough.