Each new season sneaks up on the one before.
One day you are shivering in winter and the next you are fanning yourself in the hot spring.
Green... it's booming and blooming...
Shoots soon to blossom cover last seasons dormant... awe increases.
SO thankful for the beauty of today... and for The God that tends to my heart. He causes me to see what I would miss in haste...
He bestows bouquets of blooming...
A crown of remembering for my heart.
Just as I had suspected... Spring has sprung early and Lincoln's tree... again is the first to bloom. It adorns Ridgegate's skyline with hopeful beauty... it adds unedited color that takes my breath away.
Oh... I shall miss my trees... Ache shall bloom each spring. Trees filled with story watered with tears....
Tucker's and Charli's will soon birth buds as well.
They wait in the backdrop for Spring's story to begin anew in them.
With Spring it's like the whole world comes alive... everyone wants to be out... all God's creatures enjoy the sunshine and the fellowship that winter turned cold.
We find things to wash and clean just so we can be outdoors...
The work of our hands feels more like play...
Delight abounds in the glory of spring. It is a vehicle for the new.
New has been a theme in our home for a couple of years now from multiples to multiple deaths... learning how to parent a NICU baby... how to bring her home... be a family... how to feed all our flock... how to have new hope... firings... dreaming... searches... new Spirit hunger for our marriage and family... a new job... new city... new church... new relationships and a new home underway.
Lot's of new...
So much blooming... it happens so fast...
Longing to be a little princess that sees... stops... smells... and breathes deep of every adornment the new brings.
For all too quick this season will make way for the next.
Enjoying the scents of today.
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