The ground is thawing from its winter prison. The snow is melting into ponds that speckle the yard and lakes have formed in the bush behind our house and taken my graden hostage.
The willows are full of pussy willows and the Poplar buds are forming their sticky goodness. I see Balm of Gilead in the future! I wandered the front of our land searching for signs of life.
Life is springing forth. I feel giddy and hopeful. Such a good feeling after months of depression and loneliness.