It has been said that we enjoy three seasons in the South: Spring, Summer, and Football. As much as I have learned to appreciate a Saturday afternoon of gridiron athleticism, Spring has always been my favorite.
When my children were little and we were in the middle of the controlled chaos that is raising children, I thought of spring as the time of year when things slowed down. As I watched leaves unfold, I thought this was the true pace of life. I felt that I had permission to relax in Spring as I watched things slowly change.
Now, I’m older and I have all the time I want to relax out of doors. I spend a lot of it in my various garden patches, watching birds, taking pictures of butterflies. Now I can feel the strong pull of ‘Life’s longing for itself” as I hear the morning chorus of birds compete for their own piece of territory. Some days it’s hard to take it all in, all this inevitable march of change.
~Karen Smith
