I was working in my yard yesterday. We all do the annual ritual of clearing away the dead stalks of plants that had their moment of glory and now give way to a new season. Pulling here, pruning there, deciding what to keep and what needs to go. Trying not to prune too much, but making sure each plant and tree will fill out nicely and thinking about new plants to purchase when the time comes. We have had a lot of rain and snow this winter and the ground is still very saturated. In fact, it snowed a couple of inches just this past Monday, leaving behind another layer of moisture. So after getting muddy and and scrapping off my tennis shoes for the 10th time, I decided to call it a day. It is supposed to be nice next week, so I'll get more time to finish the job. The one thing I love about this time of year, and the thing that kept distracting me yesterday, was looking at all the bits of green. I love seeing nature wake up. Tiny buds that are just starting to open. Looking at Bradford Pear and Dogwood buds. Right now they are just tiny little balls, waiting for the right time to explode into color. I was even on my roof sweeping off the last of winter debris and saw the first Redbud blossoms about to burst open. I pulled last years dead plants away from all the daffodils and crocus plants, saw the first of those blooms and took a look at my rose bushes. Tiny bits of red and green where beautiful leaves will grow in a few weeks.
Today I'm sore from all the bending over, but my spirit is rejuvenated. Spring has a way of doing that. New life has a way creating a freshness that is renewing. Today is the first day of Spring. Thank you, God, for a wonderful reminder of Your life, in us.
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