"I used to love fall," she said to no one in particular. "All that mortality and pangs of loneliness, but now, it's spring for me. I must be getting old."
Joseph Monninger, The World As We Know It
It's cold enough to have a fire in the wood stove and a pot of soup on the stove top, but still I want to leave the front door wide open and let Spring breeze right in.
Welcome, promise, renewal, vitality, light, growth, change. I've been waiting for you.