It's funny to me how I can look outside and suddenly see thriving life where just 2 months ago, the branches were bare and the ground was cold. It's like I blinked and suddenly the world is green and vibrant. I can't help but be invigorated by the beauty that really is all around. My friend and I have been regularly going on our morning runs together three times a week, and even though the alarm clock goes off way too early some days, the reward of a beautiful sunrise and crisp morning air and the occasional bunny makes it worthwhile (in addition to maintaining my waistline - or at least attempting to).
Over the weekend, I took a slow stroll around the house, and it was so exciting for me to see my gardens bursting to life. I have 2 clematis vines that are still young, but growing well, climbing along their trellises, and I will admit I can't wait to see the first sign of blossoms on them. My pansies, given to me by my mother in law at Easter, are surprisingly doing quite well around my bird bath, although as the days get hotter and the sun stronger, they may begin to wilt. Our azalea bushes have big, beautiful pink flowers on them, and we even have some white irises that surprised us by opening up this year (the past two years, we've just gotten leaves, but no flowers). There is just something so satisfying about knowing that your work is literally blossoming before your eyes; comfort in seeing that the seasons will always continue to change and new life is always being welcomed into the world and making it a more beautiful place.
While fall has always been a favorite season of mine, I think spring is quickly taking the front seat. At a time in my life when I am frequently reminded of a constant absence brought on by death, the reminder of new life and beauty and joy is refreshing.
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