standing betwixt winter and spring
At season's end, I have such gratitude for our lasting winter, cool mornings and crisp nights. In Southern California, our autumn-to-falls are often brief visits, so I am reveling (so very much) in this extension of time with my favorite of days.
We have long needed rain, and its soothing song has befriended these lands with refreshment and hope of greenery once again. My resolve is to continue to coax it out to visit us often. Perhaps I'll be convincing enough if I promise many rainy-day walks and puddle jumping escapades.
Spring nears and I brace myself for sunlight, flourishes of blooms lining the pavement and warm weather taking the place of my favorite cardigans. Spring will issue color and vibrancy into the world again and with it will come bare toes, ponytails and flushed cheeks.
As much as I adore autumn and winter, there is peace of mind in the turn of the seasons. This turn is one of the many ways we learn and experience the goodness to be found in the taking of turns. We watch our world shift around us and we cannot help but learn to adapt, to appreciate, to savor. We learn to take note, to be patient. We learn the value of change and newness. We see the wonders of people and cultures and beliefs, finding meaning throughout. Seeing our sameness, celebrating the beauty of our differences, truly listening to each other and embracing the shared experiences we make.
I'm afraid I can't quite say that I'm ready to bid farewell to winter, but I promise to welcome spring with a warm embrace and show it a dear old time.
9/52 :: Winter's Last Breath
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