There's a place at Longview Lake where I take my walks that, for many years, has served as an excellent harbinger of spring.Evidentally once the location of a homestead, this patch of ground is literally overflowing with the first flower of spring.
Their cheery, bright-yellow blooms wave in a welcomingly-warm breeze full of anticipation of the coming season.
It seems the soul of every living thing is replenished - you can almost feel the electricity in the air as if it were the opening night of a new Broadway show.
There can be no doubt that Spring is a special season. New life, new hope.
We surely cannot be so consumed with personal affairs or the affronts of society at such a time. We must all find our little place that fills our souls, brings us inner peace.
Such a simple flower as the daffodil makes me realize how life is so fragile and fleeting and yet so beautiful. No wonder Spring is my favorite season.
Thank you Mother Earth, Mother Nature!
In memory of Maynard Pierce & Jeff Kessler.
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