I had someone give me some seeds to plant. I had said I wasn’t going to plant anything this year. Why? Well, it’s hard for a kid to mow around, and the last long year has taken its toll. A year later and we STILL have virus concerns in the news.
But I did plant the seeds. About three weeks have gone by and today I saw a sprout of spring. Spring buds always remind me of renewal, and new growth. And it’s a reminder of beauty to come.