


Spring testifies of resilience, and beauty. The buds. The bulbs. The bovines.
Spring is out there, in what we see. In what we fall in love with. In newness.
Spring is also in here, in what we feel, wish, and give our creative energy to.
I love Alice Walker’s words that I read recently (thx Katharine Weinmann).
“As long as the Earth can make a spring every year, I can.
I won’t give up until the Earth gives up.”
And so it is. What a sweet reminder and invitation.
Thanks, Tenneson.
Here in Alberta, March left us like a Lion with a foot of snow and then some. It’ll be a while before “buds, bulbs and bovines” green and grazing.
Kindest regards…