Springtime

While out walking today I saw the first true sign of spring.  The first white fuzz  of the catkins on a aspen tree.  Catkins are tree flowers.  It is still cold and snowy here in the high Laramie valley in southern Wyoming.  We have months of cold and snow left, but the days are longer and hope creeps back into cold bones.  I can feel the increased heat from the sun, life returns.

There is truth in the seasons.  Life has seasons, it springs forth and falls back.  There are cold long dormant times of life and there are the long never ending days of summer.   It is easy to place value on the spring and summer, but all seasons have value.  Accept the seasons of your life, each has a place within the rhythm of life.  Life, like art is not complete without all the elements.  What would life be without a beginning, a middle, and an ending.

Robert