Maybe the most difficult time for a flower is just before its bloom.
Still tight and taut, but ready and waiting. Endlessly waiting. Eternally waiting. Impatient. Tense. And probably cranky.
But bloom it does, finally and slowly. Unfurling and stretching, open face forward into the warming sun.
The release renders the wait all that more poignant and perfect.
Necessary, after all.
So many life lessons learned just out the back door.
2 thoughts on “life lessons: in spring”
Yes, yes. Welcome, spring … you’ve brought expectancy and gratitude with you.
Yes … experiencing a bit of spring bloom myself. It’s been a long winter!