Spring
Spring is all encircling fresh and vivid green with sunlight gently kissing
un-freckled cheeks. Melodies melt through regaining their prior
volume formerly deafened by the snow. Tiny tendrils no longer shiver
underground but stretch forth their curly fingers to touch and feel the
warmth. The sweetened air dances in swirling motion, its honeyed fragrance
leaving delicate perfume on everything it touches. Proud standing
trees wave their blossom-decorated hands to give a neighborly hello. And
the morning dew makes every blade of grass glisten with the glory of
God.
Featured image painting by Joe Sutphin.
Gina Sutphin lives in a barn with her husband Joe. She loves all things green & growing and all critters great & small, unless the critters eat the green things!
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