Evidence of Spring

April is always slow out of the gate, isn’t it?

This year, no matter how you look at it, the month arrived without much springtime drama. There has been plenty of wet weather around, but certainly quieter than the storms that came calling earlier this year.

I like it when the seasons unfold slowly, almost cautiously. It gives the landscape a chance to test the air before committing to any real change.

I know how easy it is for me to run ahead at this time of year. But that has more to do with the hope of what’s coming than the small changes already happening all around me.

Spring is going to do what spring does.

Those teasing days blend with the reality of winter making its slow exit, and the quiet realization that each season, whether we like it or not, is never going to be cancelled.

Often, the most important role for us during early spring is simply to pay attention.

Nothing more.

Just paying attention.

The woodland area around the waterworks is still carrying the colors of winter. Thankfully, minus all that white that was taking up so much space just a few weeks ago.

The trees remain bare, but if you pause long enough and look closely, small movement is beginning to reveal itself.

On their own, none of these moments are announcing the season’s change.

But together, they are a quiet reminder of how much is already underway

A single blossom on a magnolia tree daring to open ahead of the others.

A red squirrel getting busy with the practical work of living.

And a pair of swans canvassing the shoreline for the perfect nesting spot.

From here, the change will begin to build momentum, guiding us slowly toward the doorway of another season.

But for today, I’m content to keep pace with the quiet comings and goings of what has already begun.

Talk soon...

G