I just took a walk. Looking out on the brown hills I marveled at the warm temperature, the blue sky, the sound of robins. Then my gaze fell to the ground around my feet and, lo, there were sprigs of green grass! I almost dropped to my knees in gratitude. I confess that those tan, taupe, gray shades of winter do little to inspire me, but throw in the thousand shades of green that are emerging, a dab of purple, a blob of yellow and I’m a happy gal.
Thank you for the wonders of emerging life. Hope comes with color.