I can't help it. I am hoping it is true.
We have been enjoying such a mild winter.
This weekend - our clocks spring forward and boom - spring is almost here.
Have we really gotten thru a winter with having to snow blow and shovel only 3 times?
Is the time of hibernation and staying inside in the dark almost over?
I want to get my hands in the dirt.
I want to see the new life bursting forth from the soil . . . the promise of color and beauty.
Although in the plant world - we must wait thru the long night of cold and darkness to begin again. We have to wait for the conditions to be right.
How grateful I am that everyday (any moment for that matter) can be a new beginning for our hearts and souls.
The promise of Spring . . .
The promise of Life . . .
The promise of Love . . .