Wow, there is grass under that melting snow!
Spring is a time for hope and new beginnings, even in these uncertain times. It occurred to me the other day when I found myself catching an earful of the nighlty news, that the birds don’t know not to chirp because of the economy. The snow doesn’t know not to melt. The crocuses don’t know not to spring up through the still some what frozen earth. It also occurred to me that perhaps, if we were a bit more in touch with nature, and not so much in touch with the nightly news, we would focus on our appreciation of the melting snow and the grass that will soon be green underneath, instead of the gloom and doom. Enjoy those melting snow banks!
