The month of March is a season of change. The old story about the lion and the lamb holds true. This is a change I am thankful for every time.
As I said before, change is hard. Something within us fights against it and tries to alter its course. You see that in nature as well. When change is meant to be, however, there’s nothing we can do to stop it. Thank goodness.
Spring skips down the hillsides and through the valleys, trailing birdsong and fresh scents in its wake.
The bright midday sun highlights the creepy, crawly, wiggly, squirming, constant change surrounding us.
Morning and evening glow with expectation and delight.
All around me I see evidence of the coming of spring, and warmer weather, and leafy green, and gentle sighs.
We welcome new life, and hopeful skies, and beckoning porches, and smiling faces.