Sunday, April 07, 2019


Our two young Redbud trees have bloomed! It must be spring. Christmas, when we bound the wee trees with solar lighting, seems like a lifetime ago, considering all that has happened since.

At Christmas the trees looked like this:

Now they look like this:

“Spring drew on...and a greenness grew over those brown beds, which, freshening daily, suggested the thought that Hope traversed them at night, and left each morning brighter traces of her steps.”
― Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

“Spring is the best life coach: It gives you all the energy you want, all the positive thoughts you wish and all the boldness you need!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“Spring is made of solid, fourteen-karat gratitude, the reward for the long wait. Every religious tradition from the northern hemisphere honors some form of April hallelujah, for this is the season of exquisite redemption, a slam-bang return to joy after a season of cold second thoughts.”

― Barbara Kingsolver, Animal, Vegetable, Miracle: A Year of Food Life.


Wisewebwoman said...

Time of renewal and regrowth and letting go.

Good to see you posting and I hope all is well and those pretty trees are lovely.


Twilight said...

Wisewebwoman ~ Thanks, WWW. All well as can be expected - a tad uncomfortable is all. :)