Spring, it seems, has been struggling to reach our hill here in central Vermont.
But slowly…very slowly the earth is waking up. I’ve been waiting. Waiting and watching. Eager for all the colors to burst forth and the lush green to return.
I’ve tried not to be too impatient. Spring comes when it’s ready.
The unfolding of nature.
I am watching it with wondrous eyes. And I try to capture its essence with pictures and words.
There is something almost sensuous about this process of unfolding.
Rich, earthy, sultry.
It’s as if the trees and flowers
Are not only unfolding, but are getting ready to burst wide open in bloom
And as the natural world unfolds, so do I.
Opening my arms and heart…to welcome the arrival of spring.