Nature’s pace

I wake up early these days to catch a few uninterrrupted minutes. So much happens in these moments as I examine the swirls rising from my tea, the sun bursting forth through the clouds and the light permeating every crevice on earth, dew drops glistening off the blades of grass, a blue jay fluffing itself and the sound of quiet…

The blossoms of spring

 

The first blossoms on the Bradford Pear trees are already here singing the song of spring! There’s something magical about walking on the white blossom lined sidewalks these days – the heady, invigorating sense of the advent of spring and a ‘newness’ in the air. Sometimes the March wind comes and blows away the blossoms as they disengage themselves from the branches and fly – just like snowflakes on a snowy day, leaving behind the bright green leaves – the true beginnings of spring.