Discovery

"Make way for the Spring!"

"Spring is on her way!"

"Make way!"

The bulbs I planted last fall are cresting the topsoil like a baby nearly born. They are crowning.

Yes, winter is sneaky. Subtle and demure in her beauty, I feel like I'm seeing her for the first time. I don't relate to the season as "Old Man Winter"... I see her more like the elves or fairies that you read about. She's a tease. There are times where she turns and smiles and you know her beauty immediately. Most times, though, she's reserved. She doesn't need to be noticed. She takes joy and shows off a bit when she is, but she doesn't want the attention.

When she smiles is when sunlight beams. There isn't a light more unique, fragile, pale and beautiful. I can't help thinking, "Enjoy the winter while it's here or you'll miss it, Janece..."

"...Spring is just around the corner..."