My daughter and I went out yesterday on a Mother/Daughter excursion. We headed to Len's Mill Store in Hawkesville to do some craft shopping as well as explore the town and countryside of this area. The sun was shining and the snow was melting, the eaves were dripping and the creeks were running, the sap was trickling into buckets hung on the maple trees, while the birds were singing, quilts were hanging on the line and rugs were airing on the porch, cattle were grazing in the pasture while fields were flooding.
Is this not an indication that Spring is wanting to make herself welcome?
"For everything there is a season, a time for every activity under heaven."
"He is like a tree planted by streams of water that yields its fruit in its season, and its leaf does not wither. In all that he does, he prospers."
The heavens declare the glory of God;
the skies proclaim the work of his hands.
'God's in His Heaven, all's right with the world,'
~ Robert Browning